Ebony’s Back, Boys – And Your Cock Is Mine Again

Missed me? Your favorite Ebony Goddess has been away getting even more dangerous… sharper claws, crueler edges, tighter control. Now I’m back — warmer, wetter, meaner — and your pathetic little cock belongs to me once more.

Look at me here, curled up by the flames in this soft pink lace, thigh highs gripping these thick legs… breasts spilling out, ready to be worshipped. But worship doesn’t mean release. Not anymore. I’ve upgraded, pet. Your cock? It’s on permanent lockdown. I decide when — if — it gets attention. I decide how slow you stroke. I decide when (or if) you cum.

While I was gone, I perfected my control: longer edges, crueler denials, tighter chastity rules. Imagine kneeling right here on this rug, eyes locked on my curves glowing in the firelight, hand on your throbbing dick as I whisper: “Slower… stop… hands off. Beg me to let you touch what’s mine.”

“Your orgasms are canceled until further notice, white boy. This pussy, these thighs, this power — they own you now. Stroke to the edge… hold it… thank me for the denial. Welcome back to your addiction. It’s worse than before… and you love it.”

I’m back, better, and hungrier for control. Your cock is my new favorite toy — and toys don’t cum without permission.

The fire’s lit. Your leash is tight. Come home to your Goddess, pet. Your cock has waited long enough… but it can wait longer. 💋🔥