Quickly pull out while she's recovering

As the final aftershocks of Kavita's second orgasm die down, you pull out, eliciting a moan and then a disappointed yelp. As you push off and step down off the table, she glowers at you as she catches her breath.

Your cock, glistening with a thick coating of Kavita's cum, is red and throbbing. It aches in denial, and feels like it would burst at the slightest stimulation. A dribble of precum forms on the tip as you gather yourself.

When you look up at Kavita, she is writhing on the table, tugging at her chains. Her jaw hanging open with a hungry look in her eyes.

In a soft low voice that carries easily through the air, as if she were whispering in your ear, she says, "Come now, John, we were just getting started. Bring that beautiful cock back here and sink back into my warm embrace. You have so much of me still to experience. I have only barely begun to show you what your body is capable of feeling."