Leather.

You swallow, whether from excitement or nerves, you're not sure, when Kristi walks into the bedroom wearing black thigh-high leather stiletto heels, a leather bustier corset combo that has a skirt, so you can't see if she's wearing anything underneath, with long gloves that go all the way past her elbow and her hair done up in a tight bun. You're half expecting to see a whip or a leash in her hands, but mercifully, she's got nothing else.

She saunters over to you, using carefully measured steps, crossing her legs every time, making her hips sway, mesmerizing you with their movements. She stops in front of you, giving you a moment to burn this image into your mind, before straddling you. As she presses and rolls her body against yours, your vision turns dark as your head gets pulled into her chest. Your nostrils fill with her scent and your cock springs to life immediately, poking against her groin through your underwear. "You've been such a good boy today," she coos, rubbing your crotches together. "How's about a little treat before your reward?" Taking your hand, she plants it on her ass, and lets your roaming fingers discover that there is nothing there.

Leaning forwards, Kristi forces you back onto the bed and undoes your robes, before kissing her way down to your groin. Freeing your cock from it's confines with her teeth, she attacks it with her tongue, covering every inch of it with her saliva. You groan in blissful agony, as your overstimulated cock threatens to explode all over her. Slowly, you feel her soft leather wrapped fingers start sliding up and down your shaft, while your cockhead is trapped behind her lips, and is made to endure the lapping of her tongue and suction of varying strength.

Looking into her eyes, you realize that this is another test, to see if you are worthy of the privilege of her pussy. A cheeky smile comes to her lips, while yours curl into a snarl and your leg starts to ache, as you devote every iota of your focus on not cumming.