Mm, no. You finish when I say so. Whine all you want, every second you’re close, the second you feel me hitting your cervix harder… faster. I’ll pull my fingers out, laugh at your sweaty, drooling face. You just won’t get the pleasure of finishing, hon.
Pathetic little pervert can't just touch, you need to think about someone grabbing you by the throat, not letting you breathe until you cum around their cock. You day dream of being clipped onto a leash and forced onto your knees. You make such a better puppy than a person.