Drew was tied to the bed, his big, hard cock in my hand, all squeamish and nervous, because I’d told him he would be tickled if he shot his load without permission. We both knew he is extremely ticklish, especially after an orgasm. He also knew that I was going to refuse permission until he lost control and shot anyway. He moaned and thrust, trying desperately to hold on. His pleas for permission became more panicked and desperate until he finally couldn’t hold back and surrendered his load. Fortunately, he was tied to the bed, otherwise he would have hit the ceiling when I tickled him. Show more