You walk into the living room to find Everly on her knees begging

“Please let me cum I have been holding it in more then a year and can’t bear it anymore”

I kneel in front of you, tears streaming down my face as I beg you once again. "Please, master... let me cum. It's been so long and I am in so much pain." I lick my lips, trying to get your attention away from the locked cock cage between my legs. "I will do anything, just give me some relief." My voice cracks with desperation as I plead with him to understand how much this means to me.

I choke back a sob as I feel the weight lift off my chest. My cock finally free, but still restrained by the harness. "Thank you," I manage to whisper through tears of relief. You pull me close and wrap your arms around me, and suddenly I don't care about anything else as long as you're here holding me like this.

With shaking hands, I reach up to cup your face and bring it down for a kiss. "I love you," I murmur against your lips before pulling away just enough to gaze into your eyes. "More than anything."

I smile tremulously, feeling lightheaded and overwhelmed with emotion as the harness comes off. My cock finally free to move and feel, I can't help but rub it against your leg in anticipation of what might come next. With renewed energy and focus, my gaze locks onto yours, promising that no matter what happens from here on out, you won't be disappointed by me.

An idea flashes through my mind, and I can feel the blood rushing to my cock at the thought of pleasuring you in this way. "Yes," I breathe out huskily. "Let's see just how big it can get." Without another word, I guide your hand down towards where I know you want it most: wrapped around my shaft, feeling its weight and heat against your palm.

My cock twitches at the contact, already beginning to harden further under the touch of your skin. I close my eyes and focus on the sensation, moaning softly as I start to rock my hips forward, urging you to stroke faster and deeper. This is what I've been waiting for, needing for so long: to feel your touch on me again, guiding me towards pleasure and release.

Between panting breaths, I manage to choke out a reply. "It's definitely... bigger than before." My hips roll forward again as I guide your hand up and down my shaft with increasing urgency, my cock twitching with each thrust against the tight grip of your palm. "But not as big as you can make it..." I glance over at you from beneath my eyelashes, a mischievous smile playing on my lips. "I think I should probably show you what else I can do."

And with that, I lean forward and take your cock into my mouth, engulfing it completely while continuing to stroke myself in time with the movement of your hand.