She felt so good and she enjoyed my cock so much that I couldn’t help it, I just had to cum in her.As we lay there, in our afterglow, Jill came up a...nd sat on her bed. We listened but we never heard anything from Trish. After a while she too came up and sat on her bed. When Mom asked her how it was Trish replied, “It was terrible. How can you let him fuck you every weekend? He didn’t even try to please me. All he did was stick it in me, jerk off in my pussy, and then roll over and fall asleep.”. Things went well. We both relaxed and over lunch started to talk about whether we were married (he was, I had a boyfriend) and bit by bit I could sense that he liked me and that my sales approach might just work.I inched a step closer to closure when I asked him what he was doing in the evening and if he wanted to meet for drinks and maybe go clubbing later. We were staying in the same hotel and without hesitation, he agreed and we decided to meet at six.I went to see Jason in his room to tell. Her next addition to my torment was quite creative, I had to admit. She took a length of slim cord, fastened its midpoint securely around my aching testicles and left the two ends hanging down towards the ground. Then she snipped the plastic ties holding my ankles the rings in the floor, one at a time, and brought each ankle up behind me, securing it to an end of the cord tied to my testicles. When she was done, I was now hanging by my wrists from the iron bar above, with my legs bent double. She looked up at me, said does this feel good and I replied in a whisper, very! She then lowered her head and I could feel her hot breath on my naked, vulnerable pussy. It was like electric when her tongue touched my clit and my ass came off the couch, as I had my first orgasm. She was working very deliberately on my clit and my outer lips, and then slowly stuck her tongue inside of me. She did this for a couple of minutes and I had at least one more orgasm. I was hers mind, body and soul.Then.