"Ten"
"Nine"
"Eight"
"Seven"
"BEG!"
You look up at your Princess. Your defeated little male brain registers that she is upset and so you are too. You start to stammer out another **** plea.
"Beg better! God, once again I'm wondering whether you actually want to cum at all. Beg me. Tell me how hot I am James. I swear if you don't do a good job then I'll find some ice, shrink that dick down and put you back in your cage."
"Ok. That's just about good enough. Though I forgot where I got to so we'll have to start over."
You get ready but Melissa has another idea. She scrambles up and, grabbing a saucer from the kitchen, she puts it between your legs as you kneel. Then she gets back on the couch and turns so her back is towards you. She bends over and flips her skirt up, giving you a view of her gorgeous, pantied ass.
"Put your face in my butt" she commands with girlish authority.
"Can you still hear me?" She giggles as your muffled voice vibrates against her pussy. She grabs you by the hair and pulls you in deeper.
"New countdown James. I'm sure even you can work out what the saucer is for. Your spooge is going to go in the saucer, even though you won't be able to see it. Make a mess, you'll be clearing it up."
All you can think about is Princess Melissa's scent as she holds you tight against her butt. You don't think you'll be able to last two seconds once you start stroking, but the thought of disappointing her makes you want to cry.
"10"
"9"
"8"
"7"
"6"
"5"
"4"
"3"
"2"
"1 and three quarters"
"1 and a half"
"1 and a quarter"
"1"
"Zero. Cum for me little piggy"
She keeps your face tight against her ass as you come. More by luck than judgment you get most of your load in the saucer, with just a few splashes missing it.
After you stop shaking, Melissa directs you to the shower.
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