Your breathing was beginning to change, you started to shift uncomfortably, and just when you were about to reply to her once again I started rubbing your hardening cock with my hand, causing you to gasp with a sharp intake of breath. I heard you tell her that nothing was the matter and that you were listening.
I giggled as I began to tease you some more. My hands working up and down the inner lengths of your thigh, gently brushing against your cock and balls every now and then, causing small sharp intakes of breath which made you look at me with pleading eyes; causing me to do it all the more.
Tantalisingly slowly, gently teasing.
You didn't dare to look at me when I reached up inside your shirt and started flicking your nipples with my fingernails. More gasping, more sharp intakes of breath causing me to do it all the more, yet harder. I watched you flinch each time I flicked the erect nipples with my nails, watching the way that you would screw your eyes tightly together and grimace, trying to find a way to quietly process the pain. All the while listening and talking to your mother.
Deep down, you already knew it. Just as from the grin on my face you knew that I did too.
I was getting more daring.
The sadist in me was wanting to hurt you more. And although you couldn't say it, I know that you were pleading with me not to as I teased the entrance to your ass with my finger. Your cock began twitching, precum spilling over the end showing quite clearly that although you feared what was coming next that the reality was it aroused you.
And as I buried my fingers deep into you, I took your cock deep into my mouth, tasting you, teasing you with my tongue. Licking it with force and fervor. You gasped, almost choked at the mixture of pleasure and pain, the mixture of delightful teasing combined with the intrusion into your body.
I took your cock deep into my throat, my tongue teasing around the head, flicking with great enthusiasm. I could tell from the way that you were tensing up that you would not be able to hold it anymore.
Between gasps and sighs, between deep inhalations and brief exclamations your words stuttered, as you struggled to find the words. All the time I am teasing you, sucking you, working you provocatively to the edge. My fingers working competently yet arousingly until you can fight it no longer.
I knew that she was confused about what was happening and I knew that you were struggling to deny that anything was happening, your own mind confused with trying to focus on the conversation but distracted intensely with my mouth, my hand, my fingers. And through sighs and moans as I took you from my mouth, one hand working frenziedly over your cock, the others fingers working deeply into your ass, you came.
You struggled to find the words between your moans but managed to say goodbye to your mother.
I took the phone from your hand placing it onto the table smiling at you while sitting back and watching your expression.
I grinned at your confusion, your embarrassment.
I grinned at my toy.