the lesson

she squirms uncomfortably perched precariously in the palm of his hand constant pressure on her pulse now more than she can stand he consciously incites convulsions hip propulsions and sparks of revulsion at the vulnerable position she's in "uncle" she begs closing hand over wrist; "relax and enjoy... i'm handling this." still she wants to object, to be perfectly clear you don't understand...not like that, over here... words caught in her throat what escapes is a moan he laughs low in her ear, won't leave her alone she tries to refocus to savor the moment but the shit don't feel right and he doesn't know it Breathing slowly in And even more slowly out she gathers her strength and prepares for a rout she squeezes her thighs traps his hand like a vise she seals his loose lips with a deep-probing kiss she traces his nipples with tips of her fingers all his fight seeps away, only lust lingers she rolls them both over humming "4-leaf clover" eyes locked gun cocked he reaches out to assist "relax and enjoy... i'm handling this." she slides slowly down the slick of his skin glancing up to see the flash of his grin anticipation her ally, back in control again pressure builds blindly his hands start to grope so she reaches around for a headscarf-turned-rope now nervous, but practicing great self restraint he's anxious to see what picture she'll paint her tongue as the brush his canvas erect a modern picasso vibrant, complex deliberately, deliciously she sips, sslurps, surrounds while he fights himself to keep his voice down he bites his lip til it bleeds watching her lips perform tricks he'd never believed possible eyelids grow heavy he's so close to ready coyly she retreats prolonging his release "uncle" he begs stretching his legs since his hands are still tied she smiles with quiet pride then buckles in for a wild ride he plays silver she's his lone ranger as they start comin' 'round the mountain he screams as if in danger before sleep can encroach she whispers "i hope you took good notes. cause once the tremors subside, it's your turn to drive..."