Oh god, the noises he makes when he’s getting fucked. The way he whimpers and begs when I start to pull out. That gorgeous view of his arched back with his ass as high as he can raise it. When he tells me how good my cock feels inside him and when he is getting so close to bursting that he can’t help but ask for me to fuck him harder. That long, agonized groan he lets out when I pull almost all the way out and then push back in all the way to the base telling him to take it all like a good slut. Leaning back just far enough so that he’ll have to back up if he wants more. Sitting back, pulling him onto my lap and stroking his leaking cock while he bounces up and down. The complete and total control I feel when his breath quickens, I feel his body tense and he stutters out “Oh god, c-can I p-please cum, M-Mistress?”. And finally, the way he collapses underneath me, panting, sweaty and shaking. I could do that all day long. ~M