Tied to chair, Zane got to experience the torment of my slow, teasing fingers. I gently ran my fingers over the shaft and head of his big, hard cock, denying his pathetic requests for permission to cum to prolong his ordeal, keeping him so close to the edge but not allowing relief. When I finally let him cum, I slowly took him over the edge, my fingers just sliding over the head, until he popped a big load into the air.