Spoiling you while dinner

A soft touch of my breasts hit your upper arm by chance,
you feel my bossom between the hills.
"Are her nipples hard?" you ask yourself.
A small hand reachs out to your crotch,
softly stroking the fabrics between.
Eyes hit in silent understanding what is going on,
something becomes swollen by my finger play.
Will continue with my caressing fingers on your cock,
I like to get it hard, I love to make you hard,
your big tentacle of love.
"Its still enlarging" I proudly recognize,
while giving you an innocent look.
You feel your blood flow in, causing now a beautiful erection.
Your pants do bulge now like a tent, soon I'll set you free
You cant suppress a faint moan while your cock constantly increases.
"Does it hurt my darling?" I ask you with a girlish smile.
"No way, its pretty."
You have no idea about my future intentions.
"Want you stop me?"
"Never mind!"
I go on massaging through the fabrics.
"Its now getting hard, I cant stand this any longer"
"You need more space?" I ask you with a look of complicity.
I undo your pants' zipper and pull you out.
At once your cock jumps out, pointing upwards.
You groan in first refief.
Already its big and hard what I like to call a girls toy.
Deeper I am reaching in your trousers,
searching for your balls,
stroking your cock only with my thumb's ball gently underneath.
I like to cup your heavy balls which do ache by your seed's load.
They feel firm and ready, bursting by your spunk.
I start wanking your scrotum and its content,
gently squeezing you, not touching your hard, demanding prick.
Want you to moan and groan, want make you to beg.
Your cock is still growing, now slightly bend up to your belly.
With my palm I spread your precum over
all over your on your cocks head.
Its now more than plum size, the skin looks polished and violett.
"I am afraid of bursting, it feels like that" you are complaining.
But without any mercy, I dont let you out, my hand now rules your dick.
"I want make you hard as possible, as never you got before."
Meanwhile I have started wanking you,
hard grip around swollen meat,
I wank you in presence of all people,
but all is hidden by the tablecloth,
doing now my pet game with your foreskin.
Let it snap in and out your crack, causing little pain.
"Darling, I cant hold on," you tell me.
"Dont worry, you can," while squeezing hard your glans.
"I care for you, dont be afraid of climaxing to early."
My squeezing gives you a short relief for not exploding now.
But I want you bigger, harder.
"You want to turn me to F-size, Ill enlarge your cock for inches."
I lubricate my hand with a piece of butter from the table,
greasing up your cock all around.
Feels pretty your lubricated cock, now massaging,
pulling at your ring.
And for real, I feel it growing more in size and lengh.
Your face tells me your incredible lust,
your need to shot at once or want it.
But I dont allow, dont give you relief,
no chance for getting off.
I want get to know when you start begging me, then cursing.
Both of your fists are closed, pressed down on the tablecloth,
your teeth are clenched.
"Please, darling, you are torturing me," while I squeeze again.
You cant come, as you notice to your dismay.
As long I squeeze you cant.
"Give me one inch more," I am teasing you.
"You can, I am for sure, come on, get bigger."
"Its impossible. I am just bursting."
"You can my dear, just one inch more."
"It hurts, please have mercy."
Meanwhile your cock has reached pony size, hard as steel,
Im unable to bend or guide it, it feels like made of hardwood.
I can discern the rock hard erectile tissue and the soft tissue underneath,
the skin taut and tense, the shaft and glans pulsating in your heart's rhythm.
I squeeze your penis' base, preventing blod outflow.
I get my inch - in diameter.
"Imagine my thight vagina, my pink velvet," I steam up your mind.
"You wanking bitch," you tell me off.
I feel some pity, stop squeezing and wank you hard.
I hear a suppressed cry.
People turn heads,
immediately you start twitching.
Between my fist your hot load shots out.
'gain and again, covering my fingers, engaged by them.
Spreading your cum all over under table,
dripping on the floor while I milk you pretty empty.
And your moans do faint.