She still had the gag on and I knew it.“Not even willing to try?” I asked, “Fine.” I pulled her to her feet and sat her down in my chair. It...was as simple a chair as you’ll ever see, wooden and low so her arms hung over the back when she sat in it. The seat was a simple square, and the back was the two vertical posts, and two horizontal rectangles to support the sitter’s back. The front two and back two legs had a bar connecting them halfway down for stability. I cut another length of rope. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Fuck yes! She was screaming and that was it. There was no holding back now. I slammed my cock deep inside her and let loose with the first shot. Oh god, yes. I feel it. I feel you’re hot cum shooting deep inside me. I feel it all the way up inside me. I kept pumping shot after shot inside her until I started to feel it dripping down may balls and I still had a few shots to go. This was by far the most intense orgasm I had had and I knew it was just the start. No. Would be OK if we lived in the Caribbean," Sarah moaned and Andy put his arm around her to pull her closer."Hey, Sarah," Trent, the gypsy from their General Studies class called her as he approached them. He ran up to them both and gave a wicked smile to Sarah. "You're not going anywhere?"Sarah eyed him suspiciously. "Yeah, home. Just waiting for the rain to stop."His hands touched her flanks and he grinned. "Then we can play while we wait 'cos I ain't stoppin' ya?"Sarah groaned. Trent was a. I may be serving her, but she felt I had taken her captive.Another strange thought came into my head: did her ex-boyfriend lick her snatch this way? Did she come this long with him?Finally, she stopped. Her hips fell still and the only sound she made was deep breathing. Her hand let go of my hair, so I stopped licking her snatch. But I reached to touch her around there, and it was wet everywhere. It was like a puddle in the seat under her ass. I just started licking everywhere that was wet.