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She wasn’t sure how much more she could take

Ignoring her reactions, he continued to savor his food Breathless, she gripped the edge of the table

“Yours is getting cold”

Her pussy throbbed, and the burn in her ass where he’d finger-fucked her intensified

“Another thirty seconds”

“No No” Her da body started to dampen

“You can” He leveled his gaze at her “And you will Count backward from thirty”

“It should be twenty by now” She was miserable

“Thirty,” he reasserted “Let in”

“Rafe!” She was losing her mind

He was iive a dalad that he didn’t let her off the hook His resolve was so she could count on, and she drew comfort from that

The panties shot extra sensations into her cunt “Oh God” She squeezed her hands tighter on the table and spread her thighs as wide as the dress permitted, desperate for the underwear’s crotch area to have as little contact with her flesh as possible “Thirty,” she ed, her voice little more than a hoarse croak

“Sorry?” He took a drink of coffee

“Thirty, Sir”

“Very good Continue as you’re ready If you forget where you are, or if you need a break, you will begin again”

Her attempts to dissuade hiotten on with it, she would be done by noenty-nine” She made it to fifteen before he dialed up the reh five were a single gasped word She reached beneath the tablecloth, yanked up her dress, and dragged the panties away from her pussy

“Stop”

He stood and came around to her side of the table She almost died when he flipped back the tablecloth and removed her napkin from her lap

“Everything okay, Mr Sterling?” the waiter asked, hurrying over

“Fine, thank you”