In the dead of night, a sexy blonde apparition appeared to a hung and weary traveller. Her name was Freddy Krueger, a seductress unlike any other. She took his manhood in her hands and began to slowly wank him off, her fingers gliding up and down his shaft with expert precision. Every now and then, she would spit on his cock, her saliva adding to the slickness of her touch. "Oh, you're so big and hard in my hands," she whispered dirty, her voice sending shivers down his spine. The hung man moaned with ecstasy as she continued to pull at his cock, teasing his shaft with every movement. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body begging for release. But Freddy was not yet ready to give him what he wanted. "Not yet," she teased, pulling her mouth away from his cock just as he thought she was going to take him in. She continued to wank him, her hand moving faster and faster. "Please," he begged, his hips bucking up to meet her hand. But Freddy was relentless, her teasing driving him wild. He could feel himself on the brink, ready to explode. And then, with one final tug, he blew a huge load over her hands, his body shaking from his release.