Screw hormones, overcome her urges and get out of there

While the siren call of her libido was making a very hard case for her to dispute, the thought of very possibly destroying her life for a fleeting moment of self-pleasuring and growing herself to the point of immobility spooked her too much to ignore... As arousing as the thought of throwing herself down that abyss was.

A concurring spurt of precum from her shaft shook her out of her thinking. Fear close to panic at how close she already was to falling off that edge rushed through her in an icy course through her skin.

"No no no no no no..." Liz's mind scrambled for ways to stop herself. She instinctively shoves a hand at her base to angle her cock out of her cleavage, but this proves counterproductive as the pressure she exerts on it fighting against its natural rising sends strong shockwaves of pleasure up her body. She gives a shuddering gasp and lets go of it immediately, and only barely manages to move her other arm in the way in time to block it from swing right back in between her quivering boobs. The rod thickly slaps against her forearm, the impact causing her full breasts to ripple in response, much to her chagrin. Her nuts brush against the backs of her thighs in increased volume, causing her to widen her posture in a jump to avoid aggravating their sensitivity as well. The pleasurable way they swayed beneath her was bad enough, not to mention how they lightly tugged at her tiny-by-relation pussy.

Liz can only tightly clench her fists as her malehood fiercely demands release from her. Tears of fear and exertion threaten to fall from her eyes as she sees her shaft riddled with veins and turning almost fully red, the thing gaining almost a full inch in diameter from how hard it was. The sight is not only terrifying, but much to her dread very arousing in and of itself as well, so in an effort to stem all type of arousal she ends up shutting her eyes and pulling her head fiercely back away from it.

bonk

Her head bounces against the wall from the sudden movement, the pain pushing those teetering tears out of her finally. However, distracted for a moment, she realizes the sting of the collision actually helped pull her away from her building orgasm, so she fully focuses on the sensation. She follows it up by digging her nails into her palms by clenching her fists even further to try and override focus from her dick. Her cock cools down on the raging arousal a little, but only so far as that it no longer looks as if it was stuck in a very long throb, its full length still palpitating with her heart's(and the bump on her head's) rhythm.

She opens one of her eyes to look down at her erection...