She gripped the base with one hand, stroking him hard and fast with the other.
The heat in her palm merged with the raging hotness of his boner. Mike's eyes glistened. His neck muscles stiffened- not daring to snatch any sudden breaths.
'Shit. . .' he cursed inwardly; '. . .THANK HEAVENS I TOOK THAT INJECTION. . .'
If he hadn't, he would have creamed all over her hands by now.
Angel's eyes sparkled.
She usually did this to humiliate weak men. Normally, their pudgy faces would be turning pink by now- squealing with delight their tiny dick spurted out weak streams of semen. Then, she would rise like a phoenix- hovering over their limp cocks- and panting bodies.
With disdain glinting in her eyes- she would declare mockingly;
"If you can't last longer than that, then you don't deserve my body. . ."
The men always came back. Always with more gold- always a lot more eager to please.
So, hunched over
