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me, I’d been thinking about it for too long.
    He kissed me again, insistently; and I could use my hands on him now, pulling his face closer to me as our tongues collided. The taste of my cunt was all over his face, and tasted oddly sweet and enticing to me now and I sucked the remnants of my juices off his tongue.
    He lifted me suddenly, up to his waist , and pulled my legs around him. His sticky cock was crushed between my drenched cunt lips, and he used the overhead ropes to lift me up and down slowly, sliding his wet cockhead along my slit.
    I was shaking with anticipation, my overworked clit throbbing again, needing to feel the pressure of his cock shoved in me to the hilt. I could feel him teasing me to the brink again and I knew I couldn’t take it another time.
    “Brandon, please...I need your cock inside me, ohhhhhh fuck me!”
    I was bouncing around as much as the ropes would allow, jiggling my dripping clit on his juicy cockhead, feeling the slickness of our juices mixing together; trying to get some relief by pressing my aching nub against the velvety tip.
    “Yeah? You want this?” he teased, dipping the tip of his tool inside me, stirring up my juices.
    “Yessssssss.....ohhh god! Please, deeper...”
    I twisted my hips as much as I could in my a futile attempt to get him further inside me, but he wasn’t going to let it be my choice. It was obvious by the way he pulled the strings, using me like a marionette for his entertainment.
    He stood back a little, my poor aching pussy inches from his cock, it was harder than before and oozing a steady stream of liquid. He wrapped his hand around it, slowly working his shaft, making a thick layer of lubrication that was dripping off the tip.
    I thought he was finally going to shove it inside me; but he held it over my starved cunt, letting the hot goo trickle down mercilessly from his cockhead and coat my throbbing clit in a layer of his juice. I couldn’t take it anymore, I felt like I was going to explode; I was shaking and sweating like crazy, and it felt like anything could send me back into fits of orgasm.
    I’d given up begging him to fuck me, I just accepted that he was going to do what he wanted, and there was nothing I could do in these bindings to change it. It was strangely euphoric, and I felt like I was floating on the constant brink of orgasm.
    He grabbed the ropes that held me up suddenly, and I could feel it this time---the pressure of his thick cock spreading me, filling me up as he slowly lowered me.
    “Ohhhh, fuck YES!......fuck me, Brandon!”
    He felt so good in me; thick and raw, and warmer than anything I’d ever felt. Maybe it was the long anticipation, or something else entirely, but I could feel him like a slow fire inside me, searing my drenched pussy
    He was finished holding back; gripping me tightly he shoved his cock inside me, impaling me on it’s length as I hung from the bindings. They were slack now and he was barely holding me, he was practically holding me up with his cock, using the ropes to move me as he thrusted into me mercilessly.
    His lips found my hard nipples, sucking them greedily as he hammered away at my pussy; I was ready to cum again, and I could feel him driving his rod into me harder and faster with every thrust. He was breathing hard, and moaning every time he dropped me onto his cock, filling me up with his thick shaft.
    “You like that cock, don’t you?” he grunted between thrusts, “spreading your sore little pussy open so I can fill it up with my cum.”
    “Ohh fuck yeah, Brandon...I love your cock; please don’t stop...”
    I grabbed his head and lifted his lips to kiss me, trying to focus on anything but the impending orgasm, hoping to make it last as long as possible.
    He worked my swollen nipples with his fingers, pinching them and rolling them around as he kissed me, making them stand out even stiffer than before. His breathing was becoming erratic and I could tell by his movements he was