She struggled, the handcuffs jingling, as she tried to roll over.She struggled, the handcuffs jingling, as she tried to roll over. I grabbed her and inserted myself again in her hot pink asshole. Leaning forward, I bored into her. "Not so deep," She sobbed, "Please." I forced myself in as far I could go, ignorning her struggling attempts to lessen the penetration, my whole body on fire. I ground my pelvis against her ass, feeling exultant, poweful, utterly in control. "Please," she cried again, and I began to cum, reveling at the feel of my jism pumping out into the constricted channel. I bit her ear hard, as I came, and came, and came, my ectasy mingling with a wash of shame for having forced her to do this, bittersweet. She was breathing hoarsly as well now, and had begun thrust herself back against my cock again. "Do it," She whispered. My dick slid back and forth freely in her ass now, lubricated by cum. I reached under her and began rubbing her clitoris in earnest, tongueing her ear as I did so. "That was great," Lying on her bound hands, her fingertips curled against my abdomen as I pushed my still hard cock slowly in and out. |