He can't cum until I do

The way he was going at his own dick, I think he's going to blow his load before I do. That's a big no-no.

Using my powers, I make it so that he can stroke himself all he wants, but he'll never reach orgasms unless I do. Until then, he'll remain on the edge of cumming and go nuts until I let his daughter have my sperm.

Melissa sounded like she was screaming in agony, she was enjoying me so much. I could feel her juice dripping off of my balls she was so wet from cumming over and over again.

I looked up at Mr. Anderson again. He was still going at it but he's clearly been edging for so long that he's no longer looking at us. His mouth was hanging open with a line of drool pouring out and his eyes were pointing straight up in anticipation to roll backwards, but he couldn't reach that point without me. I decide to keep in this state a little longer and roll his daughter around on her stomach.

I pulled her back by her hair until I dock inside her once more.

"Look at your daddy, Melissa," I said pumping away, "he's in agony because you won't let him cum. He can only cum when I do and you're not doing your best."

I was lying. She was bringing me close to orgasm, but that didn't stop me from treating her more like a toy.

"Say you're sorry to daddy!" I yelled and smacked her ass with my free hand. I left a perfect red imprint on there of my hand.

"Ah!!! I'm sorry, Daddy!" She screamed in pain.

"Not good enough. You're not a good enough slut."

"I'm not a good enough slut, Daddy. Please! I want to make you cum!"

With that, I couldn't take it any more and painted the inside of Melissa with my cum. Mr. Anderson also made a large eruption all over himself in return. I could see the cum stains on his shirt rise and fall with his breathe. He probably never had this much excitement in a long time.