I find a loophole to get off in

Master falls asleep quickly, his snores rumbling next to me as the shock of my lost orgasm washes through me. It can’t be gone yet, right? I’m supposed to explode in a wet splash, drain myself on some phallic thing, I’ve got to finish!

Hang on, maybe I can… Master was pretty vague when he commanded me to stop, did he just mean stop fingering? I have to interpret it that way, or else I’ll never cum. I need to cum.

Wasting no time, I clamber onto Master’s **** body and drag my sopping cunt across his flaccid little dick. Even asleep, he can’t resist my sloppy cock-stroking, and he starts to get hard again beneath my snatch. The moment he’s firm enough, I slide my pussy around and wedge him into me. That gets him really going, he stiffens more between my slippery walls, and now I can start progressing my orgasm.

Master’s cock is warm inside my body, and I can hear him breathing heavily, starting to moan in his sleep. Please sleep-talk, please, let me cum, let me squirt all over your little prick, PLEASE!