Ask Mistress to use the feather
From Create Your Own Story
You give her a big ol' grin. "The feather, please, Mistress." You can't believe your luck. The sexy cop has you trembling with anticipation.
She gives you a sexy, saucy smile. "As you wish, slave." Discarding the vibrator and cat o' nine tails, she walks over to you and begins slowly rubbing the feather against your chest. The touch is, well, feathery, and you visibly shiver as you feel your stiff rod twitch.
Mistress looks down at your pole. "I see you like." She brushes the feather against your legs starting near your feet and moving upwards. By the time she reaches your inner thighs, you are shaking. Your balls feel like they have liquid steel in them.
"I could keep doing this," she purrs. "Or I could release your obvious sexual tension. Are you going to beg me to make you cum?"
"No more teasing, Mistress," you whisper. "Please let me empty my balls."
She smiles. "Make me happy and I will." She lowers her dripping pussy onto your face and leans forward. You eagerly lick and kiss her box. "Your technique needs work," she whispers. "But your enthusiasm is admirable. Slowly lick up the juices, lick along my slit, and softly tease my clit with your tongue."
You follow her instructions and feel her body shiver and tense. "Slip your tongue inside me and use a circular motion," she instructs. You do so and feel her heat as she presses herself down more firmly on your face. Her hand wraps around your rod and she begins to slowly stroke you. You feel like you're going to burst if you don't climax, but her stimulation is just enough to heat you up more. Suddenly her body shudders and she floods you with her sweet honey.
"Well done," she purrs. "Would you like to cum on my tits, or cover my face?"
| Welcome to the University | |||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Nothing | |
| Gender | Male | ||
| Height | 6 feet | ||
| Weight | 195 lbs | ||
