At each meeting our pelvic bones ground together, forcing him into the innermost depths of my womb. I yearned for his release inside me, craved his se...d, ached to feel his explosion in my depths! My orgasms began to overlap! I was lost in a world of pleasure, tied to a demanding, determined yet gentle and expert lover. I didn't have to demand pleasure from him, he gave it to me freely and I wanted, even yearned to give it to him in return! My world was the cock inside me, the body slamming. Her clothes, clearly, were not saved from the ravages of time, leaving her body on full display. Her time being dead had certainly done a number on her tan, though, leaving her skin extremely pale, the only real colour coming from a pair of pinkish nipples. Giving herself one final check, she gropes her large breasts, making sure they're still firm and bouncy."Everything's up to standard. Now, onto the real magic." She said to herself, getting uncomfortable with the silence.A few more ancient. The master of ceremonies quipped that nobody would be stealing any wedding gifts from this reception. Those gifts were piled in an empty room nearby, and I mean piled! There were two tables there to start with, but so many gifts were coming in that the hotel staff removed the tables and put everything on the floor, stacked high in one corner and cascading down and out until there was no place to walk in nearly half of the room. The bridesmaids, maid of honor Rose and Jan’s cousin Sally, were. At first it actually hurt more to move my arms. The long rope had wrapped well up my arms, leaving deep grooves in my skin that now felt prickly as circulation returned. As I tried to rub feeling back into my hands, I privately congratulated myself for being clever enough to get the rope removed. Hopefully it would simplify my escape should another opportunity arise. Unfortunately my victory was short lived.'Give me dat rope.' With new doubts suddenly gnawing at me, I watched the guy to my.