I tried to ask her what she meant by getting "carried away", but all that came out was a moan.

"Oh wow, baby, you really are loving this story," she said. "Let's get you out of those clothes." She pulled them all off, baring my angry, purple erection to her. She grabbed it and I moaned again and she let go. "Don't want you getting carried away before the story's done," she said, and just rubbed it slowly with one finger. I was so turned on that I was still on the edge of cumming, but she kept me just below the threshold.

"I expected him to wash my back...