She cums, You don’t cum

The cloaked woman moves her ass deftly despite the lack of mobility having her pants down around her thighs should have caused. Rather than thrusting, she swivels her hips, swinging and twirling it, as though trying to get the tip of Shiloh’s manhood to touch every inch of her insides.

As they go on, Shiloh continues to endure. In response the woman’s movements pick up pace, moving faster and faster. Shiloh grits his teeth as his dick is bent and tugged in every direction, but as his stamina is tested so it that of the woman’s.

Eventually, he wins out. As the woman grinds the Game Master’s dick across the top contour of her inside, she shudders, clamping down hard around him as she moans.

She stumbles off of him, one hand raising to grip her hood to keep it in place as she rests against a wall to catch her breath. Shiloh pants, turning his head to see Holly now sitting on top of the counter, a lust filled smile on her face, having been observing his ordeal.

She crawls forward, coming to a stop next to him, kissing him on the cheek as one hand brushes against his still hard penis. “I think I can hear out your business proposal…but first…”

The cloaked woman is against him in an instant, leaning into him, her red lips wrapping around his collarbone, placing light kisses there. “I’m impressed. Now, what should we do about this thing?” She grips his member hard, tugging it aggressively.

(Mark +1 XP)