I was particularly excited for the opportunity to milk Cole. Having the opportunity to work him over is always a joy. But today, knowing that I can focus just on his larger, beautiful cock… well, that’s a gift in and of itself. As I removed him from the milking wall, seeing him trussed up aside other slaves desperate to be relieved of their aching testicles, I took my time to appreciate Cole’s body. He glistened with perspiration, clearly worked up from being edged for hours. I knew I could solve his problem in moments, but I wasn’t ready to let my satisfaction end so quickly.
Putting him up on his knees, I took his throbbing manhood in my hand, teasing the head of his shaft before giving him the long, lingering sensations of wet, warm strokes. I watched his balls pulse upward, clenching as I brought him closer and closer to orgasm. I tried to pace myself, delaying the release as long as possible, but he was dripping pre-cum before I even touched him.
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