“Please. Please.” Steve was desperately twitching his cock, up and down up and down. It was bouncing against his stomach.
“Please what baby?”
“Please mommy, I can’t stand it. Please grab your cock. Just hold it for even a second. Please make me cum.”
Sara leaned in and grabbed him by the balls. She squeezed harder and harder, and whispered to him. “Cum.” As she did she let go of his balls and held her hand under his cock.
With an empty feeling in his cock he felt his body trying to pump out its semen.
Unable to achieve a complete orgasm, a steady stream instead trickled out through his ruined cock into Sara’s waiting hand.
She waited until she had collected it all in her palm.
“Good boy. Time for breakfast.”