The B.N.W.O. Trap
"Your wife is a pretty little thing isn't she Tony, I bet her cute little pussy would look amazing impaled on a big, black throbbing cock... don't you agree?"
You nod again, unable to resist the path that Marissa is leading you inexorably down.
"Are you hard Tony?"
"Yes," you reply.
"Then I want you to take out your cock and stroke for me."
You look up, slightly shocked at Marissa's words.
"Come on Tony I need you to do this for me. I can't help you if you resist me."
You reach between your legs and unbutton your fly, then unzip and push your jeans down. You pull your cock out of your shorts, it looks harder than you can ever remember, veiny and aching... and it feels like your head will explode if you don't cum soon.
"Good boy... now stroke for me."