It's been six hours since I last ruined him, bent over the chair and helpless against My power ... yet his slave mind cannot be turned off. He's never satisfied. Pawing at me in the middle of the night, he's desperate for the, to be teetering on the edge again, building toward that forever-elusive orgasm.

My expert hands take him for a ride. In the sweetest pink panties and bralette, I sit on him and edge him cruelly. He can't leave well enough alone.