I didn’t feel dirty or used, but felt a part of his need. I was seeing making love in a new light. There wasn’t anything wrong with exploring the ...ossibly intense physical side of sex. I sensed that he was being free for the first time. I was a part of his release. His release and fulfillment were in us. I continued to devour him. To enjoy feeling his cock sliding in and out of my wet warm tight mouth. I enjoyed feeling the ridges and veins and the pulsating within his cock as he filled my. . or night, rather. She was what kept him from quitting, she was what kept him sane, and she was completely his. The clock finally read 11:30.He drove home happily. He knew she'd be waiting for him asleep, under the covers of their bed. She would have one of her outfits on under the covers, and when he pulled them back slowly, she would wake up and start to play the role of whatever she was dressed as. He tried to guess what she would have on tonight. Would it be her Sex Slave outfit, maybe the. She continues to move I closer, rising up on one knee until you’re pinned and your left ankle is resting on her right shoulder. Now she’s holding the base of the toy against her crotch as she pushes it into you slowly, joining your bodies like a conduit. Since your mouth if full, she doesn’t bother asking you anything, instead, as she begins to thrust and retract in small slow strokes, she *tells* you a few things. “I like the way you accepted that (the toy) into you, I can tell you like it.. She gripped me with her things and said you better fill me with cum, I’m going to cum all over your cock, she demanded, “You better be ready!” She bent down put her neck right on my mouth and demanded, “Bite me... HARD!” She pulled up and grabbed my throat squeezing and twisting her hands burning my skin. She drove down hard, I could tell she was coming, her pussy muscles gripped me hard. Maggi bucked forward and back with my cock buried deep into her, then she slapped again. I grabbed her tits.