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This is what happens when I’m in control and I don’t let you cum properly. I started slow just teasing his hard cock with my fingers, whispering dirty promises in his ear. “You’ll cum when I say, if I say.” I stroked him gently, building him up… then stopped just before the edge. Again. And again. The first cumshot? Huge. A thick, pulsing rope that shot up and landed across his chest. I didn’t let him enjoy it I smeared it all over his shaft and kept jerking. “Not done with you yet,” I purred. Second time? Smaller. Pathetic, even. But I laughed because he was so desperate, his dick still twitching like it needed more. I used his own cum to slick my hand, stroking him faster, deeper. edging him again. Third ruined orgasm? Barely a drip. Just a sad little spurt while he trembled beneath me. His balls were empty. His mind? Gone. And I? I was just getting started. I milked every last drop, played with the mess I made, and made him watch as I licked yfingers clean. “This is what you get for being my toy,” I whispered. No release. No relief. Just me in control turning his pleasure into punishment. This is real edging. Real cumplay. Real power. And if you love seeing a man ruined over and over until he’s nothing but a cum-covered mess, you’ll love this. Watch every twitch, every shake, every failed attempt to cum… all under my command. P.S. His mouth stayed open the whole time moaning, gasping, begging. And yes… there’s cum on my fingers, on his chest, on my hand a total disaster. Just how I like it.