Body Worship had Lena already smiling as she opened her front door. Body Worship was the only thing that made the young man on her porch look this nervous while she stayed calm and in control. She was a brunette cougar in a short silk robe, nothing underneath, and she knew exactly what he had come for. “Inside,” she said, voice low and warm. He stepped in and she closed the door. “On your knees. You’re going to please every inch of me tonight. Start with my feet.” He dropped immediately. Lena sat on the edge of the couch and extended one bare foot. He kissed the arch, then the sole, then sucked her toes into his mouth one by one. She watched him with a soft smile. “That’s it. Take your time. You’re my submissive for the night. You don’t get to touch your cock until I say.” She stood and let the robe fall. Her body was full and soft in all the right places, tits heavy, hips wide, skin warm under the low light. “Now my legs. Kiss your way up. Slow.” He obeyed, mouth trailing from her ankles to her thighs. When he reached the inside of her thigh she stopped him with a hand in his hair. “Not yet. Worship my stomach first. My hips. Show me you know what a real woman deserves.” He pressed open-mouthed kisses across her belly, hands resting carefully on her hips like he was afraid to grip too hard. Lena guided him higher. “My tits. Use your mouth. Suck them properly.” He latched onto one nipple and she sighed, fingers stroking through his hair. “Good boy. You’re doing so well. Keep going. The other one too.” She turned and bent slightly over the arm of the couch, presenting her ass. “Now here. Kiss it. Lick it. I want your tongue everywhere.” He spread her cheeks and licked, slow and thorough, while she rocked back against his face. “That’s it. Don’t stop. You’re going to stay right there until I’m satisfied.” When she finally turned around again her pussy was wet and glistening. She sat back on the couch and spread her legs. “You can taste me now. But you still don’t get to cum. Not until you’ve licked every part of me.” He buried his face between her thighs and licked like he was starving. Lena moaned, one hand on the back of his head, the other pinching her own nipple. “Fuck… just like that. You’re such a good submissive. Keep your tongue right there.” She came with a soft, filthy sound, thighs tightening around his head. Even after she finished she kept him there a moment longer, grinding slowly. When she finally let him up his face was shiny. She looked down at the hard cock straining in his pants and smiled. “You can take it out now. Stroke it while you look at me. But you don’t cum until I tell you.” He obeyed, eyes locked on her. Lena stayed spread open, fingers lazily circling her clit. “You like what you see? You like praising a cougar who knows exactly what she wants? Then say it. Tell me what I am while you stroke.” “You’re a slut,” he breathed. “A perfect slut.” She laughed, low and pleased. “Once more.” “You’re a slut. And I’m your submissive.” “Good. Now cum for me. All over my stomach. I want to feel it.” He stroked faster and came hard, thick stripes landing across her skin. Lena watched every drop, then dragged two fingers through it and brought them to his mouth. “Clean it. Then bookmark https://thesincenter.com/Lena/ and be ready next time. Play time doesn’t end after one night. You’ll be back on your knees whenever I want you.” He licked her fingers clean while she smiled down at him, already planning the next session.