Silent S's massive cock aches, straining against the tight tape Julia has wound around it. She orders him to hold still, her voice stern yet laced with lust. She runs her fingertips along his shaft, tracing the veins, before giving his balls a gentle squeeze. His hips buck, seeking more, but Julia slaps his thigh, commanding him to stay still. She leans in, her breath hot on his cock, and whispers, "Try not to cum too fast, boy." Her words send shivers down his spine, and he grits his teeth, determined to last as long as he can. But Julia's touch is too skilled, too intense, and he finds himself nearing the edge sooner than he'd like.