Why Should You Cum?

I was **** and on the edge of cumming from the sight of Katrina and the feeling of her hot breath. Her full lips were inches from my massive new cock.

"Please."

She smiled and began to speak, the hum resonating with my cock head, "I heard you thinking about how it seemed alot bigger than you remember. How much bigger did this magic make you?"

"It's always been this way, I'm just really well hung." I tried to tell her without thinking about my previous size.

She stroked me again and licked her lips. "I don't think so," she moved her hair away from her face and jutted out her bust. "I think you'd be much more composed if you had a cock this large on your own." Precum started to bead at the end of my cock. Katrina brought a hand to massage my balls and one finger up the underside of my cock to gather precum. "Without a magical enhancement, I very much doubt you would have anything impressive at all down here."

As if to punctuate that point she brought her finger to her mouth and tasted my precum. My cock jutted forward, pushed to the edge finally when I felt a hard squeeze. She had held me back from cumming again, this time directly interrupted it.

"God dammit, why won't you just let me cum?"