Not really

Of course, John wasn’t much better off this time than the last. She wasn’t him dry like a towel and squeezed out his second load of the round. John gasped and shuddered as Emily gave his sensitive tip one last palming.

“Mm, just what I like to see. Have you got anything for me back there? No?”

“I-I might if you tell me some of your kinks.”

“Oh, finished with questions about the game then and trying to find some edge in the round then? I’ll let you know, but only because it won’t be any use to you.”

John felt that he had rested enough and started work again, diving right in again. This time he parted her lips more forcefully and pressed his fingers deeper while circling her clit from the outside.

“What I love most is watching my partners realize how submissive they are. I think watching you squirm under me now has made me wetter than any of your work. I love dishing out a little pain with the pleasure, using **** to extract your sensations, though I don’t mind being on the receiving end every once in a while. Ah, I remember the last few time I participated in the games, the third round, mm, now there was a man… now that I’ve given you some tips I expect some improvement.”

John pulled his hands away suddenly.

“Don’t worry, you just let me know everything I needed.”