He hadn’t even begun to f**k me in earnest, and my body was already on the brink of another orgasm. He finally got to the second story and opened a door to a room that was covered in blacks and pure whites.
There was a large bed in a corner and numerous devices to attach a woman’s body to.
All of my thoughts were cursory though, as the only important thing in my mind, at the time, was what it would feel like when his c**k began to pound my cunt with the ferocity that I was sure he possessed.
He pulled me off of his c**k and let me stand up. His arms guided my body like a puppet, bending me over the bed. His feet softly padded across the room and back, as though he was getting something.
Then his c**k entered my begging cunt. His hips pounded against my ass, and I felt my entire body
