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Chapter 11 by hematoma hematoma

What does Glaw ask of you now?

Continue stroking

Glaw seems pleased by the handjob you are giving him. His cock is well-lubricated with precum and each stroke of your fist makes a nasty slurping sound. His heavy balls have tightened up against his body. His cock throbs with arousal and seems heated by the friction.

As you stroke and watch another fat droplet of precum is squeezed from his cockhead and rolls against your finger. You spread it along the underside of his shaft.

With each pump of your fist your tits, compressed between your arms as you lean forward, jiggle enticingly. Glaw licks his lips and you can see his gaze follow a drop of sweat from your throat down into the valley of your cleavage.

"Agh," he groans, "so good, wo-man."

You twist your wrist and give him a steady pace of long, deliberate strokes, reaching from the very base of his petrified prick to the tip of the oozing pink cockhead. You can feel him tensing, see his muscles working, and feel his balls contracting even further in your hand.

"Are you going to cum for me, my master?" you ask sweetly, your fist still working up and down his prick. "Where would you like to cum?"

Where does Glaw wish to cum?

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