They were looking at each other with renewed intensity, and Kristina leaned forward again, this time kissing Julien deeply. She knew Julien was devouring her with his eyes, and she was milking the situation for all it was worth. Sex Pleasure welled in her with each stroke, until she came hard a second time, her body quivering for what felt like an eternity. She came fast and hard but, barely pausing, resumed slamming her fingers inside her pussy. Somewhat reassured, she shouted: “What now?” “Well, that’s how far you’d fall if you let go of the wall entirely.” Kristina let go of one hand, then the other, grabbing the rope instead, and was greatly relieved to see that nothing was moving, except for a slight sway like if she had been sitting on a swing. As Julien took over holding his cock to keep it pointing straight up, Kristina slowly lowered herself on it, carefully forcing Julien’s cock to penetrate her. Julien made a few steps toward the bed, and Kristina’s eyes, now fully adjusted to the low light, suddenly caught sight of the bulge in Julien’s blue shorts. Her tongue was traveling slowly along the shaft, teasing the frenulum, then his testicles.
