A latex girl thing

Reality sped up for the both of them as Rusty and Slave realized that they had climaxed together. His pumping and her moans just kept going, but they were merely afterthoughts. Both were exhausted, but Rusty was the man; he stayed up, even as his pumping stopped and his rational conscious slowly returned. Slave leaned as much as she could towards him, as much as the bondage would let her, but she was helpless to help him.

Carrying her, letting his cock slip out of her latex slit, Rusty carried her over to the torture rack table and set her down on it. He removed the gag carefully and set it down behind her still attached by the rope around her arms. Before we went to work on the ropes, Slave closed her mouth, swished, and then opened her mouth again to show him there was still cum in her mouth. She kept her sore mouth open.

Tiredly, Rusty said, “Now swallow, Slave.”

She smiled, rolled her head back, and worked her throat. Slave brought her head back, smiled, and said, “Thank you, Master.”After he untied her and stepped back, she then walked up to him and gave him a very sexual kiss. This lead to him to kiss her back, which caused her to give him directions, which caused the both of them to go somewhere else in the apartment.