Just as I thought I couldnt take anymore, he stopped, and I looked down. He was all the way inside me, all the way up to his balls. He closed his eyes... and slowly started pulling back out. Halfway out, then all the way back in again. The pain subsided, and God, it felt so good. I already felt as if I were to touch my dick at all, I would explode with pleasure. He picked up speed, moaning. In and out, in and out. Faster.. Harder… I sighed. He leaned in further, bending me at my waist. Still. "Now there are two places you have to know about," she said after a bit. She could feel the wetness on her thighs. She was so looking forward to what came next. "The first is my clit. That's got like a million nerves in it, and it helps a girl get off." She guided his fingers, and gasped slightly when he touched it. "Be very very gentle, but go ahead and rub me."He began doing that, and she made a pleased noise deep in her throat. Yes, he caught on fast. She wanted to squeeze her breasts, pinch. She was squirming and still issuing muted protests from behind the duct tape, which only turned me on more. I grabbed her short skirt and pulled it down her to her ankles and began to rub her little cunt through her thong. She was whimpering and I could feel a slight wetness in her panties. I chuckled and ripped those off too. Next I removed the duct tape from her mouth. Before she could scream, I forced the panties into her mouth, gagging her, and reapplied the duct tape. She was now squirming. I didn’t give her any time to think and said.“Alright, now you’ve seen it. So, strip”“I… I… I… I…” she stammered.Then I took control. “Five minutes ago, you were ready to jump in the shower with me. Were you going to do that with your clothes on?”“No, I…” she began.“Strip.” I said as I advanced on her again.I moved up close to her and grabbed her shirt by the bottom and began to pull it up. Between my hands pulling at her clothes and my cock all but pressed up against her, her brain, her.