For both of us this was an early apotheosis. Jean soon climaxed multiple times, right in front of her friends and their cameras. And I no doubt would have done so as well, had my s*x organs not been wrapped in rope and tightly tied off. In any case, my mate cored me out violently, setting a precedent she continues to exceed nearly every time she feels like f*****g me.
Her gathered friends were considerably impressed, and I was of course immediately more devoted to her than ever. Indeed, s*x is so much more meaningful with someone you love, no? Angel had introduced me to this forbidden new delight and aroused me to unprecedented levels of satisfaction. But Goddess Jean made every stabbing stroke intimately special, infinitely more rewarding. It seemed she knelt behind me and f****d my assh
