Eeny, meeny, miny, moe!

Robi peeled the skin tight bra off, squeezing her tits together she pointed her stiff nipples at the remaining incels in turn “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe!”

The camera followed Robi as she strutted up to Jockjerker, her ass bounced obscenely with each exaggerated step. “You poor boi touching yourself all the time ... You want someone else to touch you don’t you?” Jockjerker nodded a little stiffly. Robi deftly spun around the incel, hugging him from behind before slipping her hands down his pants and giving his member a stiff jerk. “God, that’s probably how you do it isn’t it?” His response was inaudible.

Robi’s gloved hands slid up the boi’s torso sliding over his abdominal muscles and the sides of his body lifting his shirt only to press her achingly stiff nipples into his back. She looked into the camera “You don’t need to beat it into submission bois...” she pinched Jockjerkers nipples eliciting a sharp gasp “you can tease it until it’s simply begging for release!” She lifted the bois shirt off and began to lovingly stroke his nipples. “Now why don’t you bois at home stroke along!” Jockjerkers pants fell to the floor and Robis silky gloves wrapped around the bois stiff cock.

“Silly bois jerking your cocks ...” her left hand slid off the shaft and grabbed his balls squeezing them “you will never be satisfied like that, you will Always be left wanting.”

Robi started stroking the cock slowly sliding up and down the full length. The boi’s breath became ragged as she continued to expertly stimulate his cock from base to tip. “Only I can bring you to true pleasure. Once you’ve known it masturbation will never be enough, ever again♥!” Her left hand squeezed the base of Jockjerkers dick forcing the blood toward the tip as she stroked him faster. His panting breath became moans of pleasure as she held him on the edge of orgasm. She kissed the side of his neck and whispered in his ear “If I make you cum you’ll be forever changed, are you ready for that?” He mumbled again and a smile curved her lips, she squeezed his cock “Louder for the bois at home!” He opened his mouth to speak, but instead moaned loudly as she wrung greater pleasure from his cock. After a deep breath he managed to gasp out “Please, I’ll-I’ll do anything!”

“Of course you will sweetie.” Robi pulled the glove off of her right hand and stroked him barehanded “now lets count you down. Ten ...” Jockjerker couldn’t hear the countdown over his own pulse, his body was a pleasure reactor about to melt down. ‘Is she still counting? Fuck, how is she not at one yet!?’ The shameless slut handling the camera chose this moment to tease him setting the camera down for a minute and stripping her bra off.

He was cumming, NOW! “Oh Goddd!” he yelled as he felt his body clench deep inside and then violently erupt. He heard Robi in his ear “Oh no you don’t!” her right hand dove between his legs placing pressure on a point he didn’t know he had while the her silken glove wrapped tight around his cock. His orgasm shook his insides, but he couldn’t cum! She held him there like that for what seemed a small eternity, he had definitely orgasmed, but he hadn’t cum. Robi’s hands eased their pressure on his body “Two!” What was she still counting for? Oh God. “One!”

Robi slid her gloved index finger up the bottom of the hypersensitive cock as she slid her other index finger up Jockjacker’s ass and stroked his prostate directly. The boi’s cock started to dribble cum as he folded like a table. She followed him to the floor as she took a more assertive grip on the cumming cock and gave his prostate a massage it wouldn’t forget. She milked orgasms out of his body until she had counted back up to ten. He’d probably maxed out at three, his body wasn’t ready to contain this much pleasure. No matter, she’d train his body. And Mistress, well, she’d rebuild his body to contain more pleasure than he could dream of.