"Continuing the Game"

As Mrs. Jenkins gently stroked Emily's hair, her eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the excitement building within her. She took a step closer, her hands reaching out to guide Emily's body away from mine. Emily reluctantly released her grip on my cock, her face a picture of disappointment. But Mrs. Jenkins simply smiled, her eyes glinting with a knowing light, as she wrapped her own hands around my shaft. Her touch was different from Emily's, firmer and more confident, and I felt a jolt of pleasure as she began to move her hands up and down my cock. I groaned in response, my body reacting to her touch, and Mrs. Jenkins' eyes sparkled with excitement. She began to move her hands faster, her grip tighter, and I felt myself teetering on the edge of climax. But just as I thought I was going to lose control, Mrs. Jenkins stopped, her hands releasing my cock. I felt a surge of disappointment, but before I could react, Emily dropped to her knees in front of me. Her warm breath danced across my skin as she reached out and took my cock into her mouth. Her lips wrapped around the head of my cock, and I felt a jolt of pleasure as she began to suck. Her mouth was warm and wet, and I couldn't help but groan in response. But as Emily's head began to move up and down my cock, I felt myself building towards climax once more. Mrs. Jenkins watched with a keen eye, her face alight with excitement, as Emily worked her magic. But just as I was about to lose control, Mrs. Jenkins reached out and gently stroked Emily's hair once more. "Not yet, sweetie," she whispered, her voice husky with excitement. Emily reluctantly released her grip on my cock, and Mrs. Jenkins took over once more. This game of cat and mouse continued, with Mrs. Jenkins and Emily taking turns bringing me to the edge of climax, only to pull back at the last minute. I was trapped in a cycle of pleasure and frustration, unable to escape the sensations that threatened to consume me. As the game continued, I felt my body growing more and more sensitive. Every touch sent shivers down my spine, and I was completely at the mercy of these two women. But despite the frustration, I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of excitement. I was completely under their control, forced to endure the pleasure they dished out. And yet, as I looked into their eyes, I saw something more - a deep and twisted connection that went far beyond a simple game of pleasure and pain. As the game continued, I had no idea how much more I could take. But one thing was certain - I was completely at their mercy, and I could only hope that they would eventually let me come.