The room is filled with the sounds of wet, slapping skin as the daddy works his lace-wrapped cock with expert precision. His breath hitches, and his abs tense as he fights the urge to come too soon. The lace glistens with his arousal, the friction driving him wild. He leans back, eyes closed, and allows the sensation to consume him, his body trembling with the effort to maintain control. Just as he reaches the point of no return, he pauses, taking a deep breath before starting again, teasing himself with the sweet torture of edging.