pushed my sex towards his face, lifting my hips. I felt only his breath, not his touch. Then he gave my pussy a kiss, a light touch of his lips before drawing back. I moaned and writhed, trying to reach for him, but he drew back, then did it again. His lips were hot and moist on my skin. He kissed my thighs, working towards the junction of my legs again, When his lips reached my folds his tongue probed and circled around my clit, and I let out a throaty moan. It was like an electric shock, waves of heat rolling through me as my arousal grew. I’d never been so horny in my life. He drew back and let the feeling fade before he did it again, and again. His tongue ran all around my outer lips before sliding against my entrance and then up over my clit again. He put his mouth on me in an open mouth kiss that started with his lower lip pressing against my skin as his tongue flicked over my entrance and ended with his lips closing around my clit and sucking.
It felt so good, it almost hurt. I screamed and bucked under him and he held me down by the thighs. I writhed against the ropes, feeling their hot lines pressing into my skin. The sensations ripping through my body made me strain against my bonds. I wanted him to fuck me so badly I couldn’t even stand it. I thought I was melting. Sweat beaded all over my body and I was writhing with excitement. I wanted to be filled so badly it made my clenching jaw hurt. My heels scraped over the bed and I gasped and whimpered as his tongue did its work, working me into a lather. I was so wet I could feel it. I was ashamed of my body’s response, embarrassed and weirdly proud all at once. Suddenly, he drew back.
He rolled me over. He grabbed my bonds and pulled me up on my knees, digging the silken cords into my skin. I felt the head of his cock touch my throbbing sex, and then all at once in a single punishing motion, he thrust inside me, burying himself to the root. I arched up and screamed . It hurt, oh it hurt, it stung and burned and it turned my legs to jelly, but it was so good . I felt so full. My back arched, straining my ropes, and I cried out as he began to thrust, moving slowly, gently compared to his first, sharp thrust. Slowly, using the ropes, he pulled me against him, driving in to the root before slowly pulling back, almost drawing all the way out. My legs were shaking like leaves and I could barely keep myself up. Every thrust was a slow, agonizing pleasure, chasing away what remained of the pain. My stomach quivered and my nipples were tight points.
He pulled me upright, driving into me, and squeezed my breasts, pinching my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I groaned and shook against him, feeling his huge erection deep inside me. I felt my pussy walls clench, gripping him. He moved slowly, holding me up. Then he pushed me forward and I flopped down on the bed. I saw a flash and went rigid, a chill spilling through me as I saw the bright flash of light on steel. There was a blade in his hand, and I froze with terror until he slipped the blade under the ropes and in a single cut, freed me. The silken cords fell away and he tossed the knife away from the bed. My arms came loose and I spun, wincing as his cock drew out of me. Surging forward, he pushed me down by the shoulders and entered me again, pressing me down with his weight as my arms and legs and slid around his back and hips and gripped tightly, forcing him in deep.
I raked my nails down his back, and he rolled. I lifted up from the force of the movement and came down hard on his cock. The ropes had left red lines all over my skin, and I was flushed around my neck and between my legs and slick with sweat. I rode him hard, bucking my hips forward and back, giving in to pure instinct. Grinding on him, my pleasure built. I let my head fall back as his hands slid up my sides and cupped my breasts together, his thumbs circling my nipples. I was so clenched up I thought I would burst, that my
It felt so good, it almost hurt. I screamed and bucked under him and he held me down by the thighs. I writhed against the ropes, feeling their hot lines pressing into my skin. The sensations ripping through my body made me strain against my bonds. I wanted him to fuck me so badly I couldn’t even stand it. I thought I was melting. Sweat beaded all over my body and I was writhing with excitement. I wanted to be filled so badly it made my clenching jaw hurt. My heels scraped over the bed and I gasped and whimpered as his tongue did its work, working me into a lather. I was so wet I could feel it. I was ashamed of my body’s response, embarrassed and weirdly proud all at once. Suddenly, he drew back.
He rolled me over. He grabbed my bonds and pulled me up on my knees, digging the silken cords into my skin. I felt the head of his cock touch my throbbing sex, and then all at once in a single punishing motion, he thrust inside me, burying himself to the root. I arched up and screamed . It hurt, oh it hurt, it stung and burned and it turned my legs to jelly, but it was so good . I felt so full. My back arched, straining my ropes, and I cried out as he began to thrust, moving slowly, gently compared to his first, sharp thrust. Slowly, using the ropes, he pulled me against him, driving in to the root before slowly pulling back, almost drawing all the way out. My legs were shaking like leaves and I could barely keep myself up. Every thrust was a slow, agonizing pleasure, chasing away what remained of the pain. My stomach quivered and my nipples were tight points.
He pulled me upright, driving into me, and squeezed my breasts, pinching my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I groaned and shook against him, feeling his huge erection deep inside me. I felt my pussy walls clench, gripping him. He moved slowly, holding me up. Then he pushed me forward and I flopped down on the bed. I saw a flash and went rigid, a chill spilling through me as I saw the bright flash of light on steel. There was a blade in his hand, and I froze with terror until he slipped the blade under the ropes and in a single cut, freed me. The silken cords fell away and he tossed the knife away from the bed. My arms came loose and I spun, wincing as his cock drew out of me. Surging forward, he pushed me down by the shoulders and entered me again, pressing me down with his weight as my arms and legs and slid around his back and hips and gripped tightly, forcing him in deep.
I raked my nails down his back, and he rolled. I lifted up from the force of the movement and came down hard on his cock. The ropes had left red lines all over my skin, and I was flushed around my neck and between my legs and slick with sweat. I rode him hard, bucking my hips forward and back, giving in to pure instinct. Grinding on him, my pleasure built. I let my head fall back as his hands slid up my sides and cupped my breasts together, his thumbs circling my nipples. I was so clenched up I thought I would burst, that my
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