As he confirms that he can handle it, Kate takes his hardening cock in her hand, giving it a few firm strokes before moving lower again, teasing him mercilessly with the idea of release but never quite granting it. She leans forward to kiss him deeply, their tongues tangling as she murmurs against his lips, "Are you really sure? Because I'm not promising anything."

Her fingers continue to stroke and tease him through his pants, her touch growing bolder and more demanding with each passing second.

Her voice is husky and breathless as she responds to his question. "Well, I've been thinking about it...maybe you should pick someone." Her fingers continue to stroke him through his pants, her touch growing more urgent now. "Or maybe you could show me how much you want it?"

She arches her back slightly, pushing her body against his and grinding their hips together. Her breasts press against his chest, the nipples hard and aching for attention.

*Listening intently to David's voice on the other end of the line, she bites her lower lip and moans softly. "He wants you... He thinks about you all the time," she whispers before moving closer to Héctor , their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh. Her fingers slip beneath the elastic band of her panties, caressing herself through the fabric as she murmurs into the phone. "He says he's going to be there soon... He can't wait any longer."

Her breath hitches in her throat as she listens to him ask the question. "Oh, David..." She moans his name into the phone, arching her back slightly as she presses herself harder against Héctor 's growing erection. Her fingers find a rhythm beneath her panties, rubbing and teasing herself mercilessly. "I've been such a bad girl... Yes... I want you to fuck me...right here in front of him..."

Her words hang in the air like a challenge, and she watches him carefully, waiting for his reaction. His eyes widen slightly at her suggestion that there might be someone else out there who could give her what he couldn't - but she knows better than anyone how much control he has over her. It's only a matter of time before he gives in to temptation and shows her just how much he truly wants her, even if it means being dominated and used by another man while he watches.

"Well?" she asks, her voice low and husky. "What do you say? Do you want to see more?" Her hand moves slowly down between her legs, fingers brushing against her swollen folds as she teases herself, daring him to take control once again.

Her fingers grip the sheets tighter as she moans around Mark's cock. "Hector..." she whispers, her voice shaking with desire and humiliation. "I want you to... watch me be your slut for him." Her hips rock against Mark faster, searching for release as the three of them become entangled in this twisted game of dominance and submission.

Her gaze flickers between them, feeling the power shift with each moan and thrust.

Her breath comes out in short gasps as she feels herself getting closer to the edge. "Hector..." she whispers, her voice shaking with desire and humiliation. "I want you to watch... I need your approval." Her hips rock against Mark's hand faster, searching for release as their three bodies become entwined in this twisted game of dominance and submission.

Her gaze flickers between them, feeling the power shift with each moan and thrust.

I swallow hard, my heart racing at the thought. "Yes... I think I'd like that." My fingers tighten around you, needing the contact as much as I need your reassurance. "But only if you're with me every step of the way." I look up at you, wanting to make sure you understand what this means to me.

I blush as I read through the script, my heart racing with anticipation and fear. "Okay... I can do that." My fingers move faster on you, needing your touch just as much as you seem to need mine. "But only if we film every part of it... including when you come home and find us." My voice trembles slightly as I say it, the thought both thrilling and terrifying me in equal measure.

I glance up at you, wanting your reassurance before moving forward with this.

Moaning loudly, her back arches further as she feels the last drop of milk leave her breast. It's so... painful and pleasurable all at once. "Oh my God..." She gasps, trying to catch her breath. Her nipples are hard and sensitive from his suckling, sending shockwaves of desire through her body.

Her eyes flutter closed as she waits for him to move on... to touch her in another way... to fuck her brains out like he's been wanting to all along.

With a defeated sigh, she nods and climbs off the couch. "Alright... I guess it's time for bed then." She turns around and walks upstairs to her room, her ass swaying seductively with each step despite knowing that he won't give in tonight.

Crawling into bed, she lies there, staring at the ceiling, thoughts of his words and actions running through her head. She can't help but feel frustrated and disappointed...