Part 2 of 2 I grunt as I thrust hard, her pussy clenching d..

Part 2 of 2 I grunt as I thrust hard, her pussy clenching down on my cock as I enter her. It’s still tight even after four fingers. I buck vigorously to ensure the entirety of me is inside her, hitting her cervix and digging her hips into the table. She chokes on her gurgled cry, the belt tightening around her throat as I pull on it. I use the belt for balance, drawing her back into me, though she doesn’t go far, and the rope around her wrists keeping her strained out. She makes strang1ed whimpers while I pant and stretch her cunt. I can feel her juices drown my balls, her pussy already twitching around my cock. She’s cumming on my cock already. I pull harder on the belt and she rasps and struggles against me; her face is more flushed than her bright red ass. I let her breathe again when I see her eyelids fluttering. She’s not allowed to miss a second of this. Her weakness is delicious as I let go; she’s slumping onto the table heaving for breath. I continue to plunge my cock in and out of her. I grip her hip till she whines in protest, and tighten my grip more; I want to leave marks on her. I let the belt slip from my other hand to bring it down on her ass again, delivering equal slaps to each cheek three at a time. She’s exhausted but she continues to whimper from the contact. I reach under her thigh after I’m satisfied with the spanks, pressing my harsh fingers into her sensitive clit. It’s like starting a fire under her. She whines and bucks, bruising her own hips against the table trying to escape me. “I didn’t say you could stop, slut. You’re going to keep cumming on my cock till I fucking fill you up. And do I have a fucking load for you.” She’s sobbing as she squirms. I can feel the fast build as she cums on my cock again, the tightness almost makes my cock pop out but I’m determined to stay inside of her. I shorten my thrusts, keeping myself buried with quick small movements. She’s not going anywhere. “Fuck,” I growl as I feel my balls tighten up and the sensation overwhelms me. Her scream is sweet as it times so perfectly with my cum spilling inside her tender cunt. My noises are guttural and loud, almost drowning out her cries. I don’t pull out right away, instead gyrating my hips into her ass, making sure every drop is inside of her. I take my hand off her clit and taste her shame. My cock softens and slips out of her. I crouch down behind her and examine the puffy lips, abused clit, and the cream peeking out of her pussy. “Can’t have you spilling a drop, can we, cumwhore?” She sniffles and doesn’t answer me. I reach for a delicate piece of clothing laying carelessly on the floor. Lace panties, peach colored. I push them inside her cunt, she flinches but doesn’t fight me. “There, now nothing will spill out of MY cunt.” I give the lips a soft tap that makes her thighs tense. I chuckle and nibble on her reddened cheek, licking at it to taste her excess of juices and sweat. I want more but I need to pace myself. She’s not going anywhere. I’ll leave her there till I’m ready for another hole to be filled.