God, How Sarah Loved Sundays. It Was Still Early In The Day And Already She Could See That Her Husband

God, how Sarah loved Sundays. It was still early in the day and already she could see that her husband was beginning to break. His desperation was deliciously obvious, and he had no defense against her persistent, all day teasing. By now just the sight of her approaching him was enough to make him swallow hard and quiver with need for her.

“What’s the matter, baby?”, she purred innocently, grinning seductively as her soft hand freed his aching erection and yet again began to gently stroke it toward the edge. Her eyes were bright with delight at the anguished look of need on his face.

“I bet you’re really starting to feel it now, aren’t you?,” she purred with mock sympathy. “You poor thing, are you getting all achy for me honey?”

And all her husband could do was to look on helplessly, watching Sarah’s silky fingers at work, knowing that once again his maddeningly close orgasm would be denied at the last moment… and that his aching need for release would soon be even more agonizing…..