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My pussy spasmed, and I whined softly.
After a light clatter of items moving around, he pulled out a bundle of jute rope. Grateful for the respite, I tried to breathe in and out slowly while he folded the length in half and then proceeded to tie a chest harness on me.
I expected him to come around to stand by me. Instead, he approached from behind, across the mattress.
So, I smiled. The rest is.
He fell behind me on the bed, quickly pulling our bodies back together.
"You doubted my loyalty?" "Never, honey. It's just such a fucking turn-on to see you react when I push your buttons.
One run-in had been enough. The morning was just a constant repetition of trying to be a better salesperson than Chris.
Sudden movement at my waist had me gasping louder.