I'm drooling a small river, I'm trying not to tremble too much and it's 100+ degrees in here. All I'm trying to do is make it to the end but then Martin props the wand against my pussy and now I'm fighting between cumming and staying still. When I take too long for his standard, he pulls away so I have to beg for it. Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm being a REALLY good girl for handling the clovers and when that wand was back on my pussy, I came twice in a row. So much for being in pain, right?