Nonamer, kneeling before Mistress Lusinda, eagerly awaits her command. She points to her glistening pussy, "Lick," she orders. He obliges, lapping at her clit, his eyes watering with anticipation. Suddenly, she grabs his hair, tilting his head up. "Now, drink," she commands, releasing a warm, steady stream onto his tongue. He gags but swallows, his eyes locked onto hers. She smiles, "Good boy," and finishes her climax on his face. Nonamer, now her obedient servant, cleans her pussy with his tongue, relishing every drop.