Oh good grief, what new torture is this? It hurts, but yet it doesn't. With my arms and legs tied in this position I had no choice but to put all of my weight on my poor p***y.
I don't know why I was wet because I was scared out of my mind, but looking at him, at the way he seemed to enjoy it, made it feel ten times better. I realized as I was sitting there rocking from my ass to my snatch to ease the pressure, that I liked nothing more than pleasing him.
When I moved one way, the pull on my t**s sent shockwaves of pleasure through me and ended in my c**t. When I leaned forward, easing the sting in my n*****s, my p***y pressed down harder. Now I understand why he called it a horse, it felt like I was actually riding it.
When he ran his hands over my body and whispered how proud he was o
