I had Sam Bridle tied to the rack, slowly stroking his big, hard cock with my finger tips, making him moan and gasp softly and sweetly. I licked his neck and sucked on his sensitive nipples, inching him towards orgasm but not quite getting him there, telling him I didn’t want to work too hard, that he would have to get off to my slow, gentle touch. His verbal reactions became more desperate and agonized as I prolonged the torturous pleasure. Then I increased the pace slightly, but not my grip, still using only my finger tips, making him whimper and whine, until his body stiffened, he started to moan loudly and popped a nice big load into the air.
