She coats my cock in thick lube and strokes me slow and deliberate, keeping me right on the edge the entire time. Every time I get close she backs off, smiles, and reminds me that good boys don’t cum unless she says so.
Soft voice. Firm grip. Zero mercy.
I throb, drip, and beg while she keeps me desperate and denied. Pure teasing, pure control, and not a single drop of release.
