Reach Around Handjob With Femdom Ava Aaronson – Milking This Cock While He Struggles To Stay Still!!

**Ava Aaronson: Milking His Cock Like A Pro**

Ava Aaronson lounges on the couch, a smoldering cigarette dangling from her ruby red lips as she watches her submissive subject squirm and writhe in discomfort. He’s not supposed to move, she’d made that clear. Her perfectly manicured nail traced along the sharp crest of his collarbone, a silent warning. The tattooed girl exudes an aura of dominance and control, her petite frame deceptively powerful.

Eyeing the quivering form with a wicked gleam, Ava reaches out and wraps her slender fingers around his erect cock. A gasp escapes his lips as she begins to stroke, her grip firm and purposeful. “Mmmm,” she purrs, exhaling a stream of smoke into the air. “You’re already so hard for me. Such a desperate little slut, aren’t you?”

Her skilled hand works his shaft with a feather-light touch, teasing and taunting. Her other hand grasps his swollen balls, kneading and tugging until he’s panting with pleasure. “Worship my body,” Ava commands, leaning back and allowing him unfettered access to her voluptuous curves. “Pray with your lips and your fingers. BEG to serve me and perhaps I’ll let you cum.”

The sub surrenders to her dominant touch, his body shuddering with every pump of her fist. Ava’s moans fill the room as she picks up speed, her grip tightening around his throbbing member. “That’s it, give me that load,” she growls, feeling him stiffen under her palm. “Milk this cock for me, slut!”

With a guttural groan, he releases deep into Ava’s awaiting hand. She pumps him relentlessly, wringing every last drop from his quaking cock. “Fuck yes,” she hisses, euphoric satisfaction written across her exquisite face. “I own you now. Your pleasure belongs only to me.”

Ava leads him to the couch, pushing him down onto the plush cushions. She straddles his lap, her thighs enveloping him completely. “I’m going to ride this cock until you’re begging me to stop,” she whispers, grinding her hips in torturous circles. “And you won’t make a sound, won’t come until I say so. Understood?”

Tied down with rope or restrained by skillful BDSM techniques, he remains helpless and at Ava’s mercy. At her instruction, he lays still, enduring her teasing handjob while she whispers filthy encouragements in his ear.

Mistress Ava sits on top of him, bucking her hips as she strokes him into submission. Her handjob is artful and cruel, leaving him desperate for more. She works his shaft back and forth, squeezing and pumping until he’s teetering on the brink of climax. But Ava knows her craft too well – the second his muscles begin to tense, she releases his cock, leaving him hanging yet again.

“I control your pleasure,” Ava reminds him, a wicked smirk playing at her lips. She leans down, her lips finding his in a searing kiss. “Now beg me to make you cum.”

On shaky legs, he manages to stammer out his plea. “Please, Mistress Ava… I need it so badly. I’ll do anything. Just let me cum!”

Ava’s smile widens, victorious. She grips his aching cock once more, fisting it with ruthless enthusiasm. “Cum for me. Now!” she demands, squeezing his balls painfully hard.

With a strangled cry, he obliges, his body convulsing in ecstasy as he shoots his load all over Ava’s skillful fingers. She milks him for everything he’s worth, pumping him until he collapses back against the cushions, spent and satisfied.

“Good boy,” Ava coos, releasing his spent cock and bringing her slick fingers to her lips. She tastes his release, eyes fluttering shut as she savors the musky flavor. “We’ll have to do this again sometime,” she says with a wink, rising from the couch to leave her bound and breathless sub lying in a pool of his own cum.