Loleta's hands are magic, her touch a symphony of sensation. She works her way down his body, her breath hot on his skin. She pauses, her fingers tracing the edge of his underwear, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "You're tense here too," she murmurs, slipping her hand inside. He gasps as she wraps her hand around his throbbing cock, stroking him slowly, expertly. She leans over, her breasts pressing against his back, her tongue flicking out to lick his ear. "Let's get you nice and relaxed," she purrs, her hand moving faster, her thumb rubbing the sensitive head. He groans, his hips moving in time with her strokes, his body tensing as he nears his climax. Loleta smiles, her touch never faltering, guiding him to his release.