She weeps with pain but savors his pleasure as Mister’s salty treat floods her mouth and runs down her throat. She tastes his sex, and she wants more. She demands more, and he is at a loss for words. She grabs his swelling shaft with a firm grip and does not let it go until it gets big and hard again. She kisses it, tongue massages it, then tortures it with slaps against her cheeks then bountiful breasts. Her grip gets firmer and firmer still, until she sees it turning slightly purple with powerful needs to shoot off again. Her eyes stare into his soul and make his fucking cock throb with hot intensity. He begins to sweat, and his balls shrivel shrink up again, as if he is ready to have another orgasm. Her grip tightens, and then she strokes up and down its entire 7.5” inches of thickness to make sure she is going to get what she wants; she wants more. Fucking more, Way fucking more, “Please Sir Mister, sir, she begs. His shaft is going to explode any minute, but not until she lets it go, it won’t ! ! !