He'd thought for a second about taking a break, going back to using his fingers, but her reaction to those few sexless seconds told him that she would...'t buy it, and he couldn't think of an explanation that would save his ego. So he plunged back inside and started plowing away, feeling a bit better, hoping that maybe the brief distraction had been all he needed. It wasn't. Like a stitch, the second he started moving again the need came back in force.But this position had benefits. He could. The pumping increased with her moans, his hand still firmly pinning her wrists with every muscle in his arm strained and pressing and interlocking to his chest flexing. When he felt her cunt start to tighten near climax he stopped, his hand released her wrists, and he stood up pulling her hand with her panting hard. Phoenix pulled her and then bent her over the end of the couch unbuckling his pants and letting them drop exposing his rock hard dick. His hand smoothed along her perfect back, a. " She then stopped herself from taking off my ankle and wrist restraints."Bullshit! If you knew it was your Worship, why didn't you say anything? You didn't because you were sooo horny you would have taken anything in the ass.You're a bitch boy. Already my husband is a bitch boy slut! So do you know what I have to do now? Maybe I should introduce you to my friend Rachel. She probably won't believe how fast you've progressed, or should I say digressed. Haha!"You know she used to have a stable of. Pressed my body to his. I put my right leg between his legs an felt a small rectangular camera toward the back of his underwear. He got an excited look on his face. I pushed him down on the chair and straddled him. He looked at me like a kid on Christmas. I leaned in to kiss him but just before our lips met I screwed up my fit and punched his balls, hard. I got off him and he crumpled to the floor. I shoved my hand down the back of his pants and felt for the camera. I squeezed his balls with my.