I tried bucking my hips forward, but his sturdy left hand held me down as he continue satisfying my backside. What makes it even worse was now Chris was moving his hips at an annoyingly slow rate as I squirm and tears roll down my face at this sensuous torture. Sex But that was put to the side as his right hand gripped my aching dick and rubbed it ever so torturously slow. I unconsciously intake a breath of air aware of what a huge object he had. I wasn’t much of a cuddler, but I figure I couldn’t do much since my hands are still bounded and my backside was slightly feeling sore. My hips was practically banging against the desk, but neither of us cared only letting our bodies connect. “Are you alright?” No, I wanted to say. My body shook as he thrust it hard hitting that sweet spot hard and needy. I groan as another inch went through, the pain gradually increasing. Let me go!”
He shook his head evilly. Wave of pleasure traveled up my spine and I moan into our kiss.
