17th JanuaryI stayed on him a little longer, grinding hard, watching his face twist. Then I lifted off, turned around, swung my leg over so I faced his feet. Reverse cowgirl. I reached back, lined him up, and dropped down slowly.I started rolling my hips, long strokes, hands braced on his thighs. I could see the ropes still holding his wrists, fingers curling every time I bounced.I rode steady for a few minutes. Then I leaned forward, reached between my legs, grabbed the base of his cock. Lifted almost all the way off, only the head still in me, and bent down.“You’re killing me, Ana,” he groaned as I sucked him hard, cheeks hollow, pulled like I wanted to hurt it. “Ouuu… the hurt.”I kept the suction strong, bobbed just enough to make it sting, tongue rough under the head. Maybe it was payback for the time his teeth grazed my clit, or maybe it wasn’t. When I finally popped off, his cock was darker, head almost purple.“Please mama… I’m drained—” he
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