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before disappearing completely. I whimpered, feeling suddenly empty without anything inside of me. My pussy dripped and throbbed for attention as tingles still crawled up my skin. A whimper caught in my throat when I felt his tongue sliding up the inside of my thigh, licking up the juices that had gushed out of me only moments before.
     
    The feeling of his hot, wet tongue on my skin drove me wild, the higher he went the more I squirmed. When his lips wrapped around my clit, his teeth gently nibbling at it, I thought I might explode from the pleasure. Every little nibble, every lick, shook my body as I cried out.
     
    My chest flushed red as a tornado of energy arched my back. Hot prickles flooded down my legs as my hands clutched at the rope. My legs buckled from the explosion of pleasure racking my body.
     
    I came on his mouth, once and then again, with such force that I was left limp and shaking within the tied rope. If I hadn't been stretched over the table I know my knees would have gave way. As I laid there, panting, trembling, I could hear Jake moving but couldn't force myself to try to see what he was doing.
     
    I didn't have to wait long to find out though. His strong hands gripped my hips and he guided his cock slowly into my already well used pussy then slammed into me hard. My back arched, my shoulders strained as my head tilted back and I screamed like a wild cat.
     
    Holding himself still inside of me. “You like it rough, don't you?”
     
    I nodded and was rewarded with a hard smack on my bottom. Another hit, right on top of the first and I yelped. After the fourth, I finally realized why I was being spanked, why he was tormenting me with his hard, thick cock buried in me to the hilt but unmoving, and managed to gasp out a response. “Yes, Sir, I love it rough.”
     
    “That's my good girl.”
     
    “Thank you, Sir.” I said, then screamed as I felt him move inside of me, twisting and turning his hips so his cock rolled around against my walls.
     
    Jake leaned over me, his body pressing my hips even harder into the table. Grabbed my hair, pulling my head back to him and I felt his damp, hot breath on my ear.
     
    “Cum with me, I want to feel you cum on my cock.”
     
    I moaned out a feeble “Yes, Sir,” unsure if I even had another orgasm left in me at that point, but Jake seemed determined to find it. Like a man possessed he pounded into me, seeming to go harder and faster with each thrust.
     
    With a growl, he slammed into me with such force it left me breathless and then froze as his cock began to twitch and jump inside me, shooting out spurts of thick cum. The force of his orgasm, the hot liquid splashing on my cervix, sent me over the edge. My legs quivered from the pleasure boiling over inside me, toes curling under the hot pressure melting down my body.
     
    I moaned softly, happily, savoring the feel of his body over mine. His panting breath brushed stray hairs over my face, his slowly calming heart beat raced against my back. This was my heaven, my zen, feeling him in such great satisfaction and knowing it was me, my body, that had brought him to it. I smiled, and strained my head back to nuzzle him as best I could. Jake kissed my cheek.
     
    “I love you, Kristen.” He said softly, the tenderness in it bringing unexplainable tears to my eyes.
     
    After a few minutes he stood up and pulled out of me, hissing softly as his cock left my hot, wet pussy and felt the much cooler air. Without him inside me to keep me full, I felt his cum begin to trickle out of me, slowly trailing down my thighs.
     
    I shivered, starting to feel chilled as the cum and sweat dried on my skin, but laid there, still, without voicing a complaint as Jake left the room. He returned within moments, before I could even start to become concerned, and walked around to the front of the table where my hands were fastened tightly.
     
    Carefully, he slid one blade from a pair of scissors between my skin and the rope