I lick up your neck and whisper in your ear, “Five push-ups, stud.” You do so with me balanced on your back. You return your forehead to your fore...rms and I hear your breath shudder. I sit up, moving my pussy to the dip of your back. With my hands on your shoulders, I rub my lace covered pussy up and over your ass. Back and forth.Pressing down on my hands, I stand up. My right foot clad in its gorgeous red-soled heel, pushes down between your shoulder blades. You feel the shoe, the heel and. With her free hand, she reached above her head, her eyes never breaking contact with mine. It searched blindly for a moment only before returning from under the headboard with a padded wrist restraint. When she saw the same look flash across my face that had just slipped from under her carefully composed persona, she knew that she was in good hands… literally. It took mere seconds to insert both of her wrists into the restraints, drawing them tight enough to prevent escape or much movement, if. His cock slid back into her with no hands and grinded inside balls deep. Watery eyes and blurred vision worsened as she repeatedly faded from dark to light. Another orgasm throbbed from her cunt and the cushion underneath crumpled from her digging nails. Tears spilled onto her cheeks and the shorts clasped tighter until Axel’s cock spasmed multiple times inside; each spasm less powerful than the last. Her wiggling ass came with a smile as his softened cock withdrew from the depths. Warm semen. You'll have to do something else..."Richie squeezed his eyes shut and tried to call on the same help that Heather had, but either he didn't know how to do it, or he was being blocked.Or they just really don't care and have given up on you.His emotions were in such turmoil that he could not tell if that thought came from the Darkness or the depths of his own lingering doubts.But he didn't just have his fellow Harbingers, he had whatever was protecting him before. He just needed to figure out.