making my femme cockwarm my strap while i rub her clit slowly. “be still, baby. show me you can be good.” rubbing steadily, watching her shake. feeling her press against my fingers instinctively within seconds. light slap to her clit every time she moves. “aww, you moved already? that was fast.” her whimpering, embarrassed. “i know, sweetheart. you’re just so needy you can’t help it.” cooing sympathetically while continuing to rub gentle circles. catching her grind down on the strap, trying to get more. another slap. “look at you, so desperate. can’t even follow simple instructions, baby.” her crying softly, frustrated with herself. “poor baby. you want to be good but your body won’t let you, hm?” stroking her face with my free hand while the other keeps working her clit. feeling her lean into my touch again, unable to stop. another slap. “there you go again, baby. so pathetic, you can’t even last a minute without needing to move, huh?.” cooing at her gently. watching her struggle, knowing she’ll keep failing no matter how hard she tries.
