It was a little painful because he was going a little too deep but I loved the pain. I was moaning, as he was pacing up. Sometimes, he was rubbing my ...litoris with his right fingers. I was shivering. My boobs were moving in the air each time he penetrated me.– you like that, honey? Do you like that? –– y…yeah… –– yeah? –He said as he turned my face towards and kissed me so hard that I could hardly make any sound.Later, he laid me upwards on the washing machine and started fucking me again, with. She loves fucking them because they can cum over and over again and never get soft. I am also allowed to fuck my wife, but I must always wait my turn and that is usually after everybody else fucks her and I suck their cum out of her pussy and ass. I love putting my face into her cunt and smelling her cum filled pussy.I lick her and ah the pleasure I receive from drinking their love juices. Its funny how many different textures of cum there are, I love the rich thick white cum that flows out of. But if he showed up on time, he could simply retrieve the keys and free her or not, at his leisure. Setting the clock hand at two would give her plenty of time to thoroughly bind herself and still observe his time constraints on the release side.The next step was locating herself in the room. Two screw-eyes protruded from opposite walls were perfectly placed for her purposes. They would position her in the centre of the room, directly under the loop of rope which hung at neck level from the. Fay rose onto her knees and, looking into Jack’s eyes, she leant down to kiss Jack softly on the lips, gripping his stiff cock in her slight hand, feeling his girth. Jack moaned a little as Fay straddled him, leaning back to squat over his prone body. ‘Jack, there’s one place you haven’t been yet,’ whispered Fay coquettishly. Jack’s eyes were closed, Fay grabbed his hard shaft and, as she lowered herself onto his cock, she pushed his shaft against her tight opening. Jack’s eyes opened. Fay.