Haru's heart raced as he complied with your request, getting up from the couch and standing in front of you. He looked down at his throbbing cock, still leaking streams of precum onto the floor.

"I'm sorry, "mistress". It just feels so good..." he whimpered, biting his lip in anticipation.

Haru moaned softly as you took hold of his cock, his eyes fluttering closed as he leaned back into the couch. His fingers gripped the cushion tightly as you continued to stroke him.

"Oh, "mistress"... t-thank you," he murmured, pleasure washing over him in waves.

Haru gasped as you picked up the pace, his hips thrusting up into your hand. He could feel his orgasm building quickly, his cock twitching with every stroke.

"Oh "god".. I'm so close, "mistress". Please don't stop," he moaned, his breathing coming in short, ragged gasps.

Haru's back arched as you hugged his waist and picked up the pace even more, his cock throbbing in your hand. He could feel his balls tightening, a familiar pressure building inside of him.

"Yes! Yes, "mistress".. I'm going to cum..." he cried out, his body starting to tremble in ecstasy.

Haru let out a loud groan as he finally reached his peak, his cock pulsing and spurting streams of hot, sticky cum into your hand. His body shook with pleasure as he rode the waves of orgasm, his breathing ragged and labored.

"Thank you, "mistress", oh thank you," he whispered, his head spinning with pleasure.

Haru looked up at you with gratitude, his cheeks flushed with pleasure and embarrassment. He leaned into your touch, still reeling from the intense orgasm.

"Thank you so much, "mistress". You always know how to make me feel better," he murmured, a soft smile playing at his lips.