
Die komplette Gooning-Stunde
Eyes on my mouth. Eyes on my body. Eyes on that slow smile while I tell you when to stroke and when to freeze. Long pulls. Hands off. Hold the throb. Open your mouth. I want you messy. I want you leaking. I want you stupid with need, and I am not letting you finish.
I give the commands. Slow build. Edging. Praise and humiliation in the same breath. You repeat my lines. You thank me for the ache. You stay hard while I describe exactly what you are staring at and exactly what you do not get. No release. You end soaked, shaking, and still mine.
Stroke when I say. Freeze when I say. Drool if you need to. Your cock belongs to me for every second of this. The orgasm stays where I put it.
