maybe I am ready…

She likes the feel of my cock through latex.

She squirts lube into her cupped hand, and as I hardened, starts to stroke my cock. She moves the length of my shaft and circles her palm around the head; white latex glistens. When I moan quietly her eyes twinkled in the candlelight but her face suddenly becomes stern and she reminds me not to cum until she says I can.

There is a child-like enjoyment when she plays with my cock. She strokes intently and as I start to build, she whispers not to cum and stops. She runs a gloved finger lightly along the ridge of my shaft and is delighted as my cock reacts.

She tells me she will milk my prostate soon and it will make her very happy to watch me cum without touching my cock. She is quick to say I am not ready for that yet. She adds, I have so much to learn.

She pours lube over my cock and grabs it with both hands and stokes me firmly.With one hand she cups my balls and teases them down and tells me she is pleased with the colour of my cock. She coos with satisfaction as my cock jumps when latex and lube touch the head.

I tell her I need to cum but she will have none of it; not yet.

She is now stroking me lightly with a constant rhythm and telling me not to cum. I am holding back, my tongue against the roof of my mouth and my back is slightly arched off the bed. I have started to moan in sharp gasps through my nose and the sheets have become damp with sweat.

Her hand shifts to the base of my cock, and with a whisper, tells me to cum.

I am loud with my release and cum slurps repeatedly making its way down my cock to her latex covered hand. Her hand tightens and slowly moves up the shaft as I continue to cum and she plays with the head. I try to pull away because I am so sensitive but she holds me tightly.

She tells me that maybe I am ready after all.

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