"You are absolutely not to climax before I tell you otherwise." he orders, after the seventeenth, making the situation worse after eighteen with another pause to oil her up, stroke his fingers over her folds, teasing her clitoral hood with one fingertip, before he cleans up, and goes back to the belt.
The strikes are harder now, less precise, perhaps, in exchange for getting a little more behind them, across the center, lower, then against the underside, snapping the edge of the belt against the upper edge of her cunt again, along with the underside of her curves. Then another, higher, giving her time between each to remember to keep count and thank him.
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