Amateur wife bent over naked
A familiar clicking sound had me jerking my head up. Then I yelped at a harder smack on my ass.
For me. Only when I had nothing left in me and was hunched on my hands and knees on the floor did he step forward.
But by then, he'd released me and I was leaning over his lap, gasping.
Slower but with no less intensity than before.
" My chest was heaving as he wrapped a length of rope around my wrists. Binding them with my hands palm-to-palm and leaving a loop sticking out above my fingertips.
I kept looking from him to the box and back again.
He just grunted softly.