Mistress Scarlett did exactly as she had promised and for what seemed like an eternity, she toyed with me, using one hand to stimulate my rectum and the other my c**k and balls. The latter were gently teased by the nylon stocking. I wouldn’t like to have guessed how many times, my reflexes had started to c*m, but then stopped. Each time I got close to orgasm, the swelling of my c**k inside the clamp, resulted in a resurgence of pressure and pain and the desire to c*m ebbed away.
All the time, the PVC covered hand was buried several fingers at a time in my bottom, which she had slowly stretched as she proceeded. At times it felt like she was deep inside with her entire hand. She had excellent flexibility as her hand, had to squeeze between my legs and work up in the space between my body a
