I felt my face heat up with embarrassment. She didn’t seem to mind.“Well, which is it? Give or take?” she asked and something about the way she ...aid it told me we weren’t talking inches anymore. She kneeled down. Holy shit, was she going to blow me? This could not be happening, there was no way my life could be going this awesome. She came face to face with my swollen shaft, the tip was pointed right at her and a few mere inches away, so close I could feel her breath. She stared into my eyes. But he wanted to tie me up anyway.And so, we had both enjoyed two sessions together, each of about three hours. We had begun lightly clothed, but had graduated to mutual nudity. He had learned to very much enjoy tormenting me by rubbing his genitals against me while I was tightly bound and gagged; he knew that this was alien and disgusting to me, but did it anyway to, as I mentioned before, give me the sensation of complete captivity; and give himself the complimentary sensation of dominance. I reached over with my left hand to place on hers still resting on my right forearm. “Me too. Even if you cheated on me, I'd still take you back in a heartbeat…” I grimaced again. “Granted, I'd probably have trust issues after that, if I'm being honest.”“I won't cheat on you!” she exclaimed. “I'm not that kind of girl! I won't even be friendly with other guys! You're the only guy I need.”I sighed heavily, thankful to hear that, but now feeling paranoid about it happening one day.She switched. Slowly she gets to the top and flicks the head of my cock with her tongue, and then suddenly all the way down. With her head down between my legs she gets on all fours and starts fingering herself again. The sound of her wet pussy between her fingers and the sound of her enjoying my dick are driving me crazy. I need to fuck her again. I grab her by the top of her shoulders and bring her up to my chest, grab her panties in my right hand and slide my cock inside her. But she wants to take.