Squeezing his hips with her legs she fought to keep him at bay but could not and after over two minutes of spirited resistance she sagged against the pillow semi-conscious, her breathing even as he continued to pleasure himself with her unresponsive body. “Don’t stop? xxx 18 I just knew it was something you wouldn’t want to miss.” He tickled each bare hip as he inched his fingers from her thighs to the simple string bow that held each side of the scant cloth in place. He smiled, adjusting her limp form, caressing first a cheek and then a round breast. Finally she gave in, her arms dropping to the pillows on the bed, her bare chest heaving from her tantrums. The Sweetest Surrender
With her hands crossed and firmly tied together he wrapped the rope
