"Tell me, Father," she commanded softly. "Do you want to cum for your daughter tonight? Do you want me to milk every drop out of these heavy balls?"
Julian's voice came out hoarse and desperate when he finally answered.
"Yes… please, Seraphine."
Seraphine's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. She leaned back slightly, enjoying every second of her control.
"Then you'll have to earn it," she whispered. "Beg for it, Father. Beg your daughter to let you cum."
Her hand then sped up suddenly, stroking him with strong, rapid movements that made wet, obscene sounds fill the room. Julian's hips jerked forward involuntarily and a loud scream tore from his throat as pleasure surged through him. Her other hand continued to fondle and squeeze his heavy balls, rolling them gently then applying just enough pressure to keep him teetering on the edge.
"Please, Seraphine…" he rasped. "Let me cum… I need it…"
