She Teases Melinir

Melinir watched in awe as she collapsed onto the bed, her body still shuddering from the intensity of her orgasm. He felt a strange mix of satisfaction and longing. He knew that he wanted her more than ever, but he also knew that she had control over him.

With her hand, she traced the outline of his erection, and Melinir moaned softly. He knew he was at her mercy, but he couldn't resist. She began to stroke his cock, the feeling of the warmth and wetness of her hand as she moved it up and down drove him wild. She writhed against the rope that bound him

Tiryna watched him with a smirk, enjoying the sight of his helplessness. She knew that she had the power to make him do anything she wanted, and it was a heady feeling.

"You want me, don't you?" she asked softly, her voice a purr. “Should I let you have me?”

“Please.” His voice was low, needy.

“Hmmm.”

She lowered her head to his cock, breathing her warm breath on the head, sicking her tongue out until it nearly touched the pre cum leaking out of it. Then she stopped, and pulled up.

Melinir groaned.

She ran her fingers all over his body, teasing and teasing him, sometimes touching his cock, sometimes she didn’t. She kissed his chest and waist, even kissed the tip of his cock. She’d go down as though she was about to lick all of his pre cum up, then lift her head at the last moment. She’d go down with her mouth wide open, even taking half his cock inside it, but not touching it with her lips or tongue, then she’d pull out.

All the while she maintained strong eye contact with Melinir.

“You still want me?”

“Yes, more than ever.”