A stern, beautiful woman sits on a plush chair, legs spread, pussy glistening. She beckons you, her voice a low, commanding growl, "Jai ejacule 3 fois." You kneel, your face inches from her heat. She grabs your hair, pulling you in, her scent intoxicating. You lick, she moans, guiding you with her hips, her hands. Your tongue explores her, finding her clit, her entrance, her desires. You cum, but she's not done. Again, and again, she demands your orgasms, each one pushing you closer to exhaustion, each one making her pussy wetter. She owns you, owns your pleasure, owns your cum. And you love it.