She pulls on her arms again ... A painful cramp paralyzes her left calf. This is followed by the bite of a terrible pain deep in her vagina... She is ...sitting on a sturdy wooden chair fixed to the floor. She feels something long and thick entering her and holding her more or less suspended in the air. His wrists are tied to a rope that comes from a pulley attached to the ceiling. But the worst part are her legs, open and tucked in at the knees, ankles tied to the back of the chair. Her whole. Then, using the spit I've dragged up, I begin tugging upwards in fast hard movements. My pointer finger is rubbing that sensitive spot right under his head, and Jack is losing it. He's moaning, sighing, groaning and begging for the sweet relief of orgasm. When the spit runs away, I take my hand, drag it down his sloppy spit shined shaft collect more drool at the base and repeat process. Now with my other hand I reach down between Jack's thighs rub his balls a little to collect the drool that's. I wanted warmth, I wanted light. I wanted her. “Do you feel it?” she whispered, her mouth next to my ear. I gasped when her lips grazed my lobe. “This feeling… Isn’t it divine?” She kissed along my jaw. My knees grew weak and I stumbled back against the door again, pulling her with me. She kissed the corners of my mouth, then sucked my lower lip, sliding her tongue inside of me, licking inside, sucking my tongue, sucking, and sucking… The light of her body grew brighter and I closed my eyes,. Jennifer’s pussy was delicious and I started to stick my finger in there she let out a loud yelp. My goodness she was tight guess it was from her husband neglecting her for a year of no sex, but I wasn’t going to neglect her like her prick husband was doing. We moved from the cushion beanie bag on the floor to the couch. She slammed my back on the couch and sat down on my cock.While she was thrusting up and down on my cock she was letting loud moans. “Oh my god I ain’t.