The room drew a collective sigh as the tension released. But that short-lived moment was immediately followed by an increased s****l anxiety. It mounted with furious thunder. Screamed through her body as she contained her verbal cries. Despite the strap about her middle, her torso arced and her belly rose.
Riverton responded to the energy, f*****g her belligerently, while enjoying every second of the brutal torture and bringing her to the point of climax one more time.
Then, as quickly as the orgasm crested, he stopped and withdrew his hand from her, leaving us all catching our breath and poor Alia whimpering.
I’m sure every c**k in the room was as stiff as mine was at that moment. I could hardly keep from pawing mine, although there are some things I just don’t do in the company of
