I sit before you, watching you. My words working on your mind as your forearm works your penis. I whisper to you everything I would do to you, I tell you how I will use you and manhandle you. Yet you cant stand against wanking, as your fingers excite you more. Your penis stiff in your palm, cascading from all the excitement as a little word slips from your lips?Please? I keep you there hoping and praying that I will give in. Will your hunger to release be satisfied? Or will I leave you there on your knees with a throbbing cock in your hand?
