Not yet...

"I've got to hand it to you Sam, you put on a great show" Tammy says with a beaming grin on her face that stretches from one red cheek to the other.

She approaches where you are still restrained, casually playing with the remote control that determines your freedom.

Your tiny nub is still in it's restraint with a dribble of cum hanging from it.

Tammy sidles up, and gently runs her index finger up the outside of your thigh, along your stomach and down to take care of that dribble. She flicks it up on her finger and gently taps your cum on the edge of her tongue.

"Mmmm, not what I expected, but not too bad a taste."

Tammy's eyes are looking to the floor as she speaks:

"So, um Sam, before I let you down I gotta know something. 36 seconds it took you to cum. What were you thinking of that made you shoot so fast?"