Bondage Slave Fuck: Her scent and her taste overwhelmed his mind.  Her moaning and the sight of her quivering body threatened to overload his senses.  His tongue roamed of its own accord, along the length of her pussy lips, around her nub, then back down her lips and into her as far as he could possibly reach.

It was too much for him.  His cock was raging, its sole desire to fuck her.

Jumping up from the bed, he quickly stripped and tossed his clothes by the door.  Picking up the vibrating egg and setting it on the bed by her hip, he knelt on the bed between her knees.  He leaned forward, slowly and gently sucking each of her nipples, aware that they were still very tender.  Leaning further, his cock brushing against her pussy, he lightly kissed her lips.  She hungrily returned the kiss, their tongues seeming to fight each other for space.

Bondage Slave Fuck: Raising his hips enough to line up his cock with her slit, he pushed into her. She was so wet he felt almost no resistance as he impaled her sex.  The loudmoan that escaped her mouth was muffled by his mouth still pressed against hers. Once deep inside her, he ended their kiss, and returned his attention to her nipples and breasts.  His thrusts inside her started painfully slow, coming out almost to the point of separation, then returning as deep as her body would allow.

He began pumping his cock inside her, gradually building up speed.  Soon he was pounding into her, his thrusts shallower to avoid going too deep and injuring her.  He had reached a plateau of sorts; he felt he could fuck her like this forever.  Her hips rocked and lifted beneath him, trying to keep pace with him.  The pleasure built steadily inside him.

Bondage Slave Fuck: Suddenly he passed the plateau; with each thrust he felt closer to exploding inside her.  When he thought he was dangerously close to cumming, he quickly changed to slow, deep movements, slowly falling back from the edge of orgasm.