I gently pulled her limp body onto me in a straddling position. She was too weak to do anything on her own right now so she just collapsed against my ...chest. I took her chin in my hand and guided her face up to mine where our lips met. I kissed her gently for many minutes until she finally had enough of her thoughts and strength in order and she began to kiss me back, just as gentle.I broke off the kiss and she sighed, wrapping her arms around me, her head resting on my shoulder. I put my arm. I saw one where a girl was covered head to toe in cum and was licking it off...I've been dying to know what cum tastes like, so...Thanks" She smiled.That really emboldened me, or else I never would have said what I said next..."Are you dying to know what it feels like to have your cherry popped?" I asked lustfully. "No..." she replied, flatly. My heart sank, I felt like such a creep, "I already popped my cherry with my toy, years ago." My eyes bulged and she stood up and moved over to my bed. I. She cuddled with me for a little while, letting me bask in the aftershocks of my orgasm, and then we sat up in bed and straightened the covers to provide a surface for a game of cards. Games were a happy reason for banter with the TV on in the background, but when sleeptime came, the TV went off and we slid into each other's arms with soft classical music in the background.We woke together on Sunday morning with light streaming into the room. I made a move to go to the bathroom and as I was. She got off the bed to stand at the foot. She straddled his legs, crawling up till she could grab the waistband of his shorts and she worked them down pulling them side to side till they cleared his hips. Then she moved off the bed to pull them to his ankles and over the rope to take them off. Adjusting the straps that held his ankles, she was able to pull his legs apart to fasten the rope to the corners of the bed. She looked up to not only see him watching her, but saw his cock standing.