Kinky JOI: Barbary Rose's Goddess Body

Barbary Rose knows why you're here. You just have to earn it. Look, don't touch. Not even yourself. Sit on your hands while she cups her heavy tits. They're sitting high on her waist-cincher, only a strip of mesh between them as she pushes them together. "You need to learn some patience," she says, sliding her palms down to her knees. She spreads her legs wide. Fishnet ripped open at the crotch, her slick pussy on full display. Wet lips, tight hole, everything. You stare. She knows you're hard, but hands off. She drags two fingers through her folds, spreads the juice over her clit, and starts rubbing in slow circles. Her breath gets heavier. She tells you the rule: she cums first. Then she gives the nod. You may touch. Stroke at her pace, just the head while she slips one finger inside herself. Deeper, then two. She fucks her cunt slow so you feel every inch you can't have. Every time you speed up she stops and makes you freeze with her. She turns, drops forward, spreads her cheeks so you see the tight ring of her asshole framed by torn fishnet. She rocks her hips like she's riding you, but you're still only stroking the tip. When she spins back around she grabs a vibrator, plants it hard on her clit and grinds. Her thighs shake. She tells you to grip your cock full-fist and match her speed. She presses, rubs, moans, and comes hard, legs jerking. While she catches her breath she keeps you working. You want to finish? Beg. "Please, Barbary, let me cum for you." Again. She counts you down, slow and mean, then snaps the last number. You shoot. Good boy.