I said no more ruin clips until July 4th, so you'll just have to excuse Me. It was My birthday yesterday, and I needed to see a man suffer.

I'm on his face, in his *favorite* panties. They look lit on my tanned, toned ass and thighs, and words cannot describe how exquisitely soft and smooth they feel pressed against his skin while I steal his breath and fill his mind with My own perverse thoughts about how he can be an ever better slave for Me once I have him under My lock and key.

Hard and at the ready, he's on edge for what feels like forever. I spit on it, toy...

I said no more ruin clips until July 4th, so you'll just have to excuse Me. It was My birthday yesterday, and I needed to see a man suffer.

I'm on his face, in his *favorite* panties. They look lit on my tanned, toned ass and thighs, and words cannot describe how exquisitely soft and smooth they feel pressed against his skin while I steal his breath and fill his mind with My own perverse thoughts about how he can be an ever better slave for Me once I have him under My lock and key.

Hard and at the ready, he's on edge for what feels like forever. I spit on it, toy with him, tease him, rub My ass on his shaft until he's groaning. Then, instead of standing him up to knee him in the groin like I planned ... I get carried away. Can't keep My hands from pushing him to an even more excruciating edge.

Once I sense that the ruin is inevitable, I grip his shaft, blocking any release, and sit on him until he's fully out. Then, as the first fat drop spills over My thumb and he's snoring beneath me, I let up. He comes to nearly crying as the contents of his full balls dribbles out onto his thigh. And it just keeps coming.

Now he's locked and the denial calendar is set in stone. July 4th. Fourth of July. Independence Day. I mean it this time.