Lesson must go on

No climax yet for Hannah, and you're determined to fix it. This means the lesson will continue. A plan forms in your mind rather quickly.

"Cunt," you say sternly, "you made me cum too early," you almost hiss, "Bring my cock back to life and I don't care how! And until you do... your whore hole will be fucked," you add. Then, as a 'punishment' you smash two fingers deep into her pussy.

You also raise your lower body just enough to free Hannah's mouth, allowing her to choose the 'revival' strategy. Will she use her hands or mouth? Or maybe both? Either way, you expect results; after all, you already know how skilled she is.

Hannah takes a moment to catch her breath, then moans as she feels the intrusion of your fingers. Her hips buckle upwards, trying to meet your hand with equal ****. "Mmmmphhh..." she mumbles and squirms under you, wriggling her hips, your goal looks closer than ever. She proceeds by reaching up, grabbing your ass cheeks with her hands, and landing kisses on your inner thighs.

She doesn't rush to your cock, giving it time to rest from the stimulation instead. No, her focus is on your skin and muscles, teasing you, warming you up. Her lips trail delicate patterns along your sensitive skin, making goosebumps erupt all over your body. As she continues her sensual ****, Hannah's tongue flickers out to taste the sweat on your thighs, sending shivers down your spine.

"Not good enough!" you exclaim in a fit of mock anger and the third finger joins the party. By now, the scent of her excitement fills your nostrils, her juices coat your fingers, and warmth spreads across your palm. In the dim light from the phone, her hips look like a surreal painting - inviting, promising, alluring.

Hannah gasps, pulling herself closer to your relaxed cock, her fingers dig in your ass cheeks, leaving red marks behind. Then she wraps her lips around the tip of your cock, sucking gently, teasingly. She knows exactly what she's doing, slowly increasing the pressure, and letting her tongue dance around.

Your fingers thrust, rotate, stretch, even hook inside her. The walls of her pussy clenched tightly around them, resisting the invasion. But resistance only brings more pain... which she seems to accept, embrace, and enjoy. You can tell that she enjoys this rough treatment by... well you don't understand how but you just know somehow.

Hannah whimpers softly as she licks your cockhead, teasing its underside, running her tongue along the ridge. Slowly, she takes more of you in her mouth, inch after inch, and then you feel how it starts hardening again. It's amazing - never before have you recovered so quickly.

She keeps going, taking you deeper, sucking harder, caressing more intensely. It feels amazing, her mouth so tight, warm, wet, eager. Yes, she deserves praise, but instead, you focus on punishing her pussy and throw another angry command. "Deeper, cunt! Haven't you learned anything yesterday?"

While three fingers of your right hand fuck her, your left hand comes down to spank her just above the clit. Not hard enough to cause a lasting injury, but hard enough to leave a mark. She moans louder, her voice vibrating through your cock.

And then, finally, she cums. A shudder runs through her body, her pussy clenches tighter, squeezing your fingers, and her juices gush over them. Her whole body trembles, shaking, twitching, her breathing quickens, and she releases your cock from her mouth to scream in pleasure...

Success! But didn't she abandon servicing you? Doesn't this deserve some kind of punishment?