250 years, my peon.
Re-living that moment——.
Forever——.
As I descend upon you and ride you, letting your manhood savour what I made it crave.
Even allowing you to hold off your pent-up release so you can enjoy the extended pleasure of my gyrating night-dance. Even as my pussy gave your cock what it desired, I still managed to prolong your desired goal of relesase.
And then my warnings of ENSLAVEMENT, upon release, while my legs nimbly whip TIGHTER around you.
As you edged nearer and nearer, my warnings went unheeded, as my coital witchery proved too distracting, too irresistible for to you to deny, too delectable to push me off.
YOU KNEW that when you came, I would have eternal control of your soul—..
And control, my peon, of when you can cum again——.