Nope.

Her finger sensually spread her pussy lips while her thumb played with her clit. Tracer moaned and writhed under the pleasure and she could feel how her ecstasy wreaked havoc on her nerve system.

However, even though this clearly brought her closer to orgasm it wasn’t satisfying. With a grunt of dissatisfaction she changed to a more wild approach, her right hand ravaging her vagina as her left hand pinched her nipples and. massaged her breasts.

This had more fruition and she clearly felt that the wilder approach was just so much more fulfilling than teasing herself for an extended period of time. She masturbated like this for solid 10 minutes but while she clearly felt how satisfying this was there was still something missing. And that something made it impossible for her to climax.

Another 3 minutes later Tracer was incredibly frustrated. “Why can’t I cum?” she screamed and threw her arms into the air.

“My Analysis suggests.” Athena, who clearly thought this was a real question, said, “That the intercourse experience has made your body crave for stronger pleasures after you passed a certain threshold of power usage.”

“Athena, love.” Tracer said and shook her head. “Whatever you are saying right now doesn’t help me, I need to get off.” The brunette almost screamed that last part and started touching herself again.