Kneeling between his bound legs, she leans in, her breath hot on his cock. She runs her tongue from base to tip, teasing the sensitive head. Her hands work in tandem, one jacking his shaft, the other cupping and squeezing his balls. She varies her speed and pressure, keeping him on edge, her eyes locked onto his. His groans fill the room, his cock swelling in her fist. She can feel the tension in his body, the impending explosion, but she pushes him further, wanting to taste his essence. Finally, with a guttural growl, he comes, his cock pulsing in her hand, his cum coating her fingers.