Lyla was turning me into an obsessed jerk-off junky but how could I resist with that damn body in my face all the time. Her teasing voice penetrating my soul. There was no way to control my urges. I was only human and she was playing me like a fiddle. All I could do was jerk off again to relieve the pressure and empty my blue balls.I felt the orgasm building quickly. It never took long when she got me wound up and I had never been this wound up.