The mistress, a vision in her form-fitting latex, teases her cuckold, "Tonight, you'll watch, you'll listen, but you won't touch. Understand?" She leads him to the bedroom, where her lover awaits. The cuckold's breath hitches as he watches her straddle her lover, her dress riding up, revealing her lack of panties. He groans softly, his cock straining against his pants as she begins to ride, her moans filling the room, a symphony of her pleasure and his torment.