I saw that he was holding a take-outpizza box and a six-pack."Don't worry," I said with a small sigh. "Come on in."Frank plopped down on the couch, o...ened the pizza box, and openeda can of Coors. I tried as best I could to listen attentively to the latest disaster of his love life. But frankly (no pun intended!), it was getting tough. I had only been Corky for what --43 days?-- but this was at least the fifth time I had heard one of these stories. Only the women's names changed.I managed. Don't make a sound while I go clean up some." She hopped off of me, bottomless, and trotted into the bathroom. I lied there listening to the shower run. She was singing. The panties in my mouth tasted like sweat and months of uncleanliness. I gagged a couple times, but fought the reflex as best I could. I struggled, but to no avail. The rope was too tight. My wrists would definitely have burns tomorrow, if she didn't murder me. I was so frightened. What was to become of me? I heard the water in. We were both close, touching and kissing and babbling our love to each other and then I couldn’t hold back any more. I tensed up and felt my cock swell inside her, signaling the approach of my orgasm. “Gina! I’m cumming!” I managed before I shouted wordlessly, the first spasms of my orgasm overwhelming me. My thrusts turned ragged as I could barely control my hips.She was screaming with me, my orgasm setting off hers. Her pussy squeezing my cock made my own orgasm intensify almost painfully and. He pulled out the stirrups and usually when he does that I wait for him to tell me to put my legs up there, but for some reason I didn't hesitate. But I realized he would notice that I was wet down there. Considering the fact my pussy would be at his eye level. I wasn't able to see his reaction because my gown blocked his head. But I know he noticed right away. He started asking all the routine questions as he inserted the forcipes. OOOHH. He did it so slow. I moaned a little. He kept going.