...applying no pressure but letting him thrust into her palm, his frenulum stroking against it, up and down, as he dribbled, simulating a fucking motion even though he was so clearly incapable of doing any fucking.

He grunted, bucking his arse up in the air in time with the grunts, he started to cum in the palm of her hand, not in powerful jets but in a stream which filled the palm of her hand until the tip of his cock was submerged as he was still draining those balls. She continued to tap rapidly on his prostate as he whimpered and shuffled, so oversensitised.

"Good girl!", she said, presenting her palm like a bowl to his mouth, with her finger still rooted inside of him. "Now lap it all up kitten."