She continues to kiss you deeply, building your arousal, and riding you more and more strongly.
You are in heaven.
But there is a nagging worry at the back of your mind.
You can barely concentrate enough to ferret out what this worry might be;
then it hits you: it is Monday, and an orgasm now would cost you your remaining 2 beads for this week's game.
A bit of panic strangely turns you on all the more.