Over a week...

"Over a week," you said quickly, focusing on her head as she shuffles towards your cock.

You can feel her breath across your full length, the precum dripping freely from you adding to the sensation. You want to reach down, grab her head and plunge your cock between her lips, to thrust until you explode. But your hands are suspended.

With effort you push your hips outwards, hoping to close the distance, but to no avail.

"That's 3 words," she said, still gasping, but calming slightly. "If I was to lick you, kiss you, slip my lips around the head of that gorgeous shaft and and slide myself down until your balls were against my chin."

She licks her lips.

"You'd probably explode before my tongue even touched you. I'd get a face covered in cum and not the opportunity to drain you with my throat as I suck on you and wrap my tongue around you."

She wasn't wrong, even with just her words you were getting dangerously close to cumming. You'd never cum without contact before, but now you started to consider it a real risk.

"My brother would deny me what I wanted on this special day," she sighed and removed the vibrator. "You'd cum all over me when mom told you not to, and then I'd be to blame and have to endure whatever she has planned. All because you forgot to stroke yourself off this morning."

She shakes her head as she moves behind you and out of view.

"Maybe that will be worth it, to have you claim my face, or should I let you feel what the inside of my pussy feels like before someone else?"

She presses up against you, her breasts pressing hard against you as she rubs her hands over your nipples.

"You wouldn't make it very deep, less than an inch I'd bet. What about my tight little ass, would moms rage be worth me lubing myself up and finding out if you even get your head inside me before you cum?"