“Yes Mistress.”
“Good,” she said as she tightly grasped my c**k with her right hand and proceeded to rub it up and down. Mistress E took long, hard strokes on my pecker and slowly picked up speed. She continued to wack me off with a steady rhythm that started to make my balls churn once more. The lustful feeling was unrelenting as my young, over-sexed body craved its pleasure. As she drove me closer and closer to that ultimate moment, I tried to hold myself back. I wanted to blow so badly but I certainly didn’t want to pay the painful price for those few moments of pleasure. Yet she continued.
I could feel the pressure she exerted as she continued to jerk me off. It went on and on getting me ever closer. As her right hand did its deed, her left hand constantly rubbed my balls. God, it wa
