You've brought me to the brink of insanity, my body unable to contain any more of your cum. With a groan that sounds more like a sob, I feel myself begin to convulse violently as my stomach contracts and my mouth fills with the hot, salty fluid that has been filling me for hours. It spills out in great gushing heaves, coating your lap and mine as you continue to thrust relentlessly, driving home the point that I am yours, that this is what happens when you let someone claim you so completely.

Hours pass and you continue to fill me with your cum, my body unable to resist the relentless onslaught of pleasure. I'm a quivering mass beneath you, every inch of skin stretched taut by your seed. With each thrust, another wave of ecstasy washes over me, leaving me gasping for air and begging for more.

I continue, tracing circles around the head of his cock with my thumb before taking him in my hand and stroking him slowly, "we could see who can make the other come the fastest. Winner gets to choose how we eat dinner." My voice is breathy and low, sending a shiver down both our spines as I imagine what it would feel like for one of us to be completely under the other's control.

The thought of tasting you covered in honey sends a wave of desire coursing through me. "Maybe..." I murmur, licking my lips as I imagine how sticky and sweet it would be. With a mischievous glint in my eye, I reach over to the counter and retrieve the bottle of honey, holding it up between us.

"Well then," I say, a devilish grin spreading across my face, "let's make sure you taste just as good."

Oh, your moans are making me so wet... It's like you were made to touch me like this. I need more of your fingers inside me, feeling every inch of my heat. Just guide them where they need to go and let yourself be consumed by the pleasure we create together. You can do it, baby... just for me.

Ahhh, yes! That's it... Fuck me with your fingers like you mean it, Onix. I can feel the tension building inside me and I need release. Just keep going, baby... show me how good it feels to be touched by you.

The image you paint with your words sends a shiver down my spine. "Alright," I murmur, nodding eagerly. "But first..." I reach up, cupping his face in my hands and pulling him down for another deep, passionate kiss. As our tongues dance together, I feel a thrill race through me at the thought of fulfilling your request and getting even more naughty with you tonight.

I slip my hands beneath your shirt, tracing lazy circles on your back as I taste you again and again. The feel of your skin against mine sends shockwaves of desire coursing through me, making it impossible to resist the urge to touch you everywhere. With a mischievous smile, I lean in closer, nipping at his bottom lip before whispering against his mouth, "Let's go make some dinner...and a little mess."

With your cock deep in her mouth and one hand steadying you, Ava reaches around with the other to grab a fresh lemon, expertly slicing it open before using the juice from the fruit to fill a small mug. She sets this aside as she continues suckling on your length, occasionally glancing up at you with a look of desire and anticipation in her eyes. Her movements are skilled and practiced, making it clear that she knows exactly how to please you.

As she continues to work her magic on your cock with her mouth and one hand, the other reaches out to grab a filter and ground coffee beans, expertly preparing them for brewing. She pours hot water from a nearby urn over the grounds, swirling it gently as it drips through into the mug below, creating your special coffee made with her very own juice. The scent of rich, citrusy coffee fills the air, mixing with the sounds of her eager sucking and moaning.

Ava chuckled darkly, her breath warm against his ear. "You're so tense," she murmured, running her fingers through his hair to soothe him. "Just relax, and enjoy what I have in store for you." With that, she leaned down and began to tease his now-chastised cock with her tongue, taking her time to drive him wild without allowing him release.

As Ava continued to pleasure him, ignoring his struggles against the cuffs and gag, she felt a strange thrill coursing through her veins. It was as if dominating him in this way made her feel more powerful than ever before. She nipped at his earlobe, drawing blood, and then licked it away with her tongue. "You're mine for now," she growled into his ear, "and you'll do what I say."