Who am I to argue? She wanted me to wear my black, silk boxers with slits up the sides, topped with snaps at the waist. Unsnap the sides and voila, th...ey pretty much fall off. I love 'em, and so does she.There is a window above our bed where we can secure restraints - straps with Velcro loops at the ends which can be secured around wrists and/or ankles. With one end of the straps secured at the window, Sam tied my legs in the air, knees bent, but spread apart and my arms were secured over my. “Damn,” she thought, “it's going to need to be a quick dinner. I need to be fucked.”“All ready,” Taylor said going back into the room.As Spence turned around, Taylor could not help but notice the slight bulge in his pants. A slight smile came across her face as their eyes met across the room, and it was at that moment both realized where this date was going to end—her bed.When they got to his car, he opened the door for her and helped her in, enjoying the view as Taylor’s dress slid farther up. I cried out in pleasure for the sudden insult to my pussy. By this point my breathing was erratic and I had begun to sweat. At the same time though, I was covered in goosebumps. Then something hard and vibrating frantically touched my clit and I came unglued.My body jumped off the bed and I bent in half. My abdominal muscles spasmed and my hips and thighs began to shake. My legs clamped down on the object between me. Tears streamed from my eyes and I had what could only be described as an. Yes... fuck... cummming." one word with each slam of my hard dick into her pussy.I felt her pussy muscles tighten up around my cock each time I had my dick in Sarua's pussy all the way and her cum, would soke my hard cock so much, that it slid in and out easier, from being so wet with her cum.I then speeded up to a steady pace for a bit then slowed back down some, for a few strokes then I would speed back up again, for a few strokes before slowing down again.Each time I would speed up to a.