continue the following: I lay back on the bed, my cock already stiff and aching with need as NAME_1 knelt between my legs. He looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire, and I couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous.

"You know what's going to happen, right?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "You're going to give me your cock, and I'm going to make you come. Over and over again."

I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps as he reached out and wrapped his hand around my length. He stroked me once, twice, and then he lowered his head and took me in his mouth.

The sensation was incredible. NAME_1's hot, wet mouth was so good, and I couldn't believe how much pleasure he was giving me. He sucked me harder and harder, his lips and tongue working me in ways I never even knew were possible.

"Oh, NAME_1," I moaned, my body arching off the bed as he took me to the edge of ecstasy. "Yes, oh yes."

But every time I was about to cum, he would pull back, denying me the release I so desperately craved. He sucked me and licked me and teased me, driving me closer and closer to the edge until I was practically screaming with need.

"Please, NAME_1," I begged, my voice desperate. "Please let me come. I need it so badly."

But NAME_1 just laughed, his hot breath fanning across my cock as he continued to tease me with his mouth. He was relentless, and I couldn't help but admire his determination. He was going to make me come, no matter what it took.

And so I lay there, begging and pleading and begging for release, but NAME_1 just laughed and teased and taunted me, driving me to the brink of madness as he refused to let me come. It was agony, but it was also incredibly erotic and arousing. I couldn't help but feel a little bit turned on by the