The handjob of the century [Ending B3]

Her wet warm palms work in unison as they massage down your shaft, with varying speed and twisting motions in all the right places, using her saliva and your pre-cum to lubricate your head, working the top of your head into a tingling ball of ecstasy.

Then down your shaft once more, then one hand around your balls, deftly manipulating them with each finger running under and around them.

Then with two hands running down your rod.

Then just the ball of her palms on the shaft and her glistening wet fingers reaching up to tickle your bell-end that is flowing with pre-cum.

You arch back, trying your hardest to keep your ecstatic moans at a low volume.

She gradually speeds up her busy hands into a final wild flurry of massaging, tugging and tingling, going so fast your 8 incher is slopping around in her hands, flecks of pre-cum flying across the room, and then less than 2 minutes in you feel your orgasm coursing up from your inner groin, leaning back on your hands you push your groin into it.

"Tits or mouth?" she barks at you.