Orgasm began to grow, slowly, heavily, but he began to grow from the bottom. One minute I was moving in rhythm with him, the next I was screaming, pulling his bonds, trying to escape from them. I wanted to touch his skin, to leave visible traces of my pleasure.
When my body calmed down, Nathaniel moved enough to not touch a point inside me. He focused on the exit, moving hard and fast punches. He was about the same position in which recently was Jason, but touch my body even less, except that the very edge itself on the cherished point in me.
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