My latex-clad hands wrapped around you, stroking slowly, teasingly, deliberately.  I know you swoon when you see me in long shiny rubber opera gloves.  They're smooth, tight, and combined with a little lube the sensation of them gliding up and down your cock is almost unbearably arousing.  I control the pace.  Your pleasure is completely in my hands, and I'm going to decide exactly how much you get.  I want to start off slow, and build the intensity.  You're going to follow along, and be at my mercy.