Before long it did. But because of some fetish trick this Rod seemed to know, maybe just the back-bent way he was pulling my prick, I somehow ejaculated without achieving orgasm. I felt a draining, quivering sensation, and rather than pump up and out of me forcefully, I felt my semen drizzle slowly out of my p***s onto the floor. Apparently this was what Mistress Melinda meant by ‘milking’. Perhaps, in addition to never again allowing me to use my p***s on her, she also intended to forever deny me even the necessary release of orgasm.
Whatever the case, I soon had more immediate concerns. Once he’d seen to my milking, Rod could contain himself no more. He stepped into Mistress’ place between my legs and lubricated his own urgent prick. Soon he stuffed it in and began f*****g me, acting j
