His face must have been a comedy of panic. Because as Kyomi continued circling, his frustrated cock ramped up to nearly blowing within moments. He was about to say – what? Something! Anything to get it to stop – when the music changed and Kyomi twirled back around, swaying her hips and fondling her breasts in front of them once more.‘Mistress, I, I …’Mistress giggled uncontrollably. Which made his cheeks as hot as his crotch and
pin pricks of sweat start to break out at his temples.