As soon as I was in the door we ripped my clothes off and we fucked like there was no tomorrow. All she had on had been a gown, and that came off in a...second. I have never ever been so horny and the two of us hardly said a word, we just fucked each other and kissed each other for an hour. Three times I came, and we didn’t have one cup of tea until we were exhausted. Sally came four times and we both could not help ourselves. “I love you my darling,” were her first words after we were trying to. She smiled and brought both fingers to her lips. But rather than plunging them into her mouth, she instead made a "V" with her fingers and used her tongue to lick between them. I laughed, leaned over and whispered, "Is that how you imagine your first pussy will taste?"She then asked me how close my apartment was. I told her that it was probably twenty minutes by cab. She said she couldn't wait that long. She took me by the hand and led me out of the club. It was a beautiful summer night and we. All she can focus on is having to pee, but she cannot cross her legs. Her back is tied to the back of the chair, forcing her to sit upright. She glances down and notices a dildo attached to a metal bar placed right at the opening of her vagina. “I can do this,” she thinks. “I can hold it. It's just pee. Besides, it's the d**gs. I've taken harder stuff.” Her mental fortitude is admirable, but it won't hold out. Seconds drag on for hours. There are no clocks, nothing she can use to tell how much. We respected each other's space and called on the other only when absolutely necessary which was still fairly often so it was not a surprise when one of us got “the” request. So, it wasn't unusual when I got a call from her one Friday evening wondering if I was going to be busy the next evening, Saturday. When I said I wasn't, she started to tell me about her new boyfriend, Luis, as if she was sharing some casual information to bring me up to date. But then she started telling me that, Luis.