Did she feel me, too?
I rocked back on the bed against the pillow with the long-necked bottle in my hand, thrusting it meanly into the cavity, bearing down on it hard.
The rhythm between Master and submissive turned wild—erratic. Jane pulled against her ropes, screamed as the cat bit into her skin, and then suddenly, the whole act changed shape and form… she was shuddering deep, cumming, cumming on Eddie’s fingers, her hole gushing with juices. My own cunt snapped, coating the bottleneck with a frothy liquid and finally easing off—as Jane eased off, as Eddie eased and backed away.
With a few knots loosened, she was pushed to the floor where she crawled to the gap between Eddie’s widespread legs and began to suckle his exposed erection. She worshipped him for three minutes of openmouthed
