You stay stuck to the shaft like a bug that flies on top of flypaper. For the bug death comes soon in one way or another. For you however, there is the wave of the treetrunk-like passing over your trapped body over and over again. The back of the gold ring slams into you forcefully and for a moment it seems like it might push you off the gigantic dick.
The giant rapper has incredible self-control and changes the speed of the stroking. Now that his pace is back to slowly rubbing, you feel you are bruised from bouncing under his palm with nothing but a rock-hard shaft to hold you in place. The stream of excessive pre that has poured out and covered you completely, with every minute adding another refill, has created the most intense adhesive in existence. You really need him to quit this edging and cum already! How much longer can he keep this up? As if answering your pleas, 50's cell buzzes on the table. He tries to ignore it and resume stroking but a quick glance of the caller changes his mood. "Shit... I gotta deal with this..." The giant rapper is still sitting completely nude in his living room, you're slathered with sexual fluid and pasted to his shaft like caught prey. "Now lemme think about what to do with YOU..."
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