Missfluo – Restraint Handjob
The sultry, caramel-skinned beauty named Missfluo sat poised on the edge of the bed, her eyes smoldering with desire and a hint of mischief. The camera panned over her voluptuous curves, clad only in lacy black lingerie that did little to conceal her ample assets. Her almond-shaped eyes seemed to pierce through the screen, beckoning the viewer closer with a sultry gaze.
“Mmmm, hello boys,” she purred, running a manicured finger along the swell of her breast. “I think it’s time for your lesson in restraint today. And that’s exactly what you’ll get from me.”
Missfluo reached over and grabbed a pair of fuzzy handcuffs from the bedside table. She dangled them teasingly in front of the camera before bringing her wrists together and snapping them shut with a deliberate click. Her plump, glossy lips curled into a devilish smirk.
“There, all tucked in and helpless,” she sang in a mocking tone. “Now you’re at my mercy, pet. I’m going to take full advantage of this position to give you a little hands-on…experiment.”
With her free hand, Missfluo slowly trailed her fingertips up her inner thigh, barely grazing her lace-covered mound. A shiver ran through her body and she let out a breathless moan, arching her back slightly. “Do you want to watch how I do it?” she cooed, eyes never leaving the camera’s gaze.
In one fluid motion, she leaned over and grabbed the intrigued onlooker’s hand, pulling it between her legs to rest at the apex of her thighs. “Now, you just need to do exactly as I say,” she instructed, guiding theuya’s fingers to trace the lacy edges of her barely-there panties.
As Missfluo’s hand massaged the erect phallus through its fabric prison, her sultry instructions continued. “Yes, just like that…Very good,” she praised. “Now stroke it nice and slow, up and down…Feel how hard it’s getting for you, my dear?”
Her voice was like honey, dripping with lust and barely contained excitement. The camera zoomed in on her skilled fingers deftly unbuttoning the uya’s pants to reveal his throbbing, excited flesh. “Oh my, what do we have here?” she teased, like a serpentine tentacle wrapping around the shaft with featherlight touches.
“Hmm, I wonder how big you’ll get for me,” Missfluo purred, her eyes fixed on her subject as she continued working her magnificent magic. “I can feel you twitching with anticipation. Go ahead, let it out. I want to see you fully engorged.”
With fluid sensuality, she grasped the member in her hand, pumping the length in purposeful, twisting strokes. Her grip was firm but gentle, providing just enough pressure to drive the aflagedhta wild with need. She leaned over to kiss him deeply as she continued her massage, causing him to gush uncontrollably into her waiting palm.
“Oh yes, now that’s what I like to feel,” she purred, wrapping her lips around the head of his shaft and beginning a thorough tongue bath. “I want to taste every inch of you.”
Her velvet tongue roamed from root to tip, swirling around the swollen crown, dipping into the tiny slit at the top. She savored the flavor of the pre-cum oozing from his slit, tantalized by his salty essence.
Missfluo’s fingers fondled his balls with care, making them grow heavy with pent-up seed. She continued to stroke along the sides and underside of his manhood expertly, encouraging it to swell to rock-hard rigidity.
Just when he thought he couldn’t take any more pleasure, Missfluo took him completely into her warm, wet mouth. She bobbed her head up and down along his generous length, taking him deeper and deeper with each pass. Her skills with the denuded flesh were exquisitely mind-blowing.
With an impish grin, she spat on his cock while staring up at him dreamily, before devouring him again to the hilt. Her tongue continued to massage his veined shaft, constantly laving his engorged head with stroking, fluttering movements that soon had him grunting and humping closer to her perfect maw.
She expertly guided him faster and faster, gripping the base in her fist, pumping a glistening sheen of saliva up and down his rigid member. She began sucking like never before, not stopping until he cried out in unbridled ecstasy, muscular thighs clamping around her head.
Missfluo pulled back with an audible pop, idly wiping a stray drop of nectar from her plush lips. Her face and chest were flushed, glowing with the rosy bloom of enthusiastic arousal. She looked up at him coyly, forever the temptress as she licked her stained lips.
“I hope you learned a valuable lesson in restraint today,” she purred. “Because if you’re a good boy, I just might have to show you some more advanced techniques next time.”
And with that enigmatic promise, Missfluo slowly unfastened her restraints, rose languidly to her feet, and pranced off into the shadows, leaving her now thoroughly ravished “subject” to fantasize about his next lesson.