A reward for learning your lessons
From Torg Adventure
"I think the student has earned a reward," Traci whispered in my ear. She rolled to one side and grasped my aching cock. I moaned at her delightful touch. Her hand moved up and down, her fingers surrounding my sensitive meat. "As you learn your lessons, the rewards get better. We'll start with a hand job and work our way up. Keep you motivated."
Her hand caught a flow of pre-cum from my tip, and she spread it around, speeding up her shucking and making me moan louder. Without stopping her jerking of my cock, her other arm searched for something by her bed. I couldn't tell what she was doing until she pulled a bottle of lube from the bedside table. She poured a bit in her hand and continued. My cock glistened with the slippery gel, and the magic Traci created with her fingers kept me noisy and quivering. She toyed with me, almost bringing me to the edge, but slowing and pulling me back from the brink three times. I was going nuts with need, thrashing my head from side to side, and pleading, "Make me come, please!" I could tell she enjoyed the control she had over my body.
Then she relentlessly stroked my cock up and down until I groaned loudly, my upper body straining off the bed, and I erupted, spurting cum on her hand and my belly and legs. I saw red behind my eyes as my hips and groin jerked and relaxed repeatedly.
I opened my eyes just in time to see Traci's pink tongue licking my junk off her hand. She looked like a cat licking cream from a bowl, and her eyes glittered with arousal. I fell back on the pillow and closed my eyes.
What happens after Traci leaves?
