Or was it? Soaring higher and higher as her clit throbbed harder and harder, the blonde felt the overwhelming urge to be humiliated, hurt, degraded.
"Oh God!" Linda cried out with surprise as she fought down that feeling.
"Like it, babe?" Max asked, pulling his head out from between her legs and looking dreamily at her.
"Yes, yes," she panted, shoving his face back down into her juice-slicked twat and hunching her swampy box against his mouth. God help me! Linda prayed silently as she successfully fought down that raging desire to be hurt this time. As she rocketed toward climax, the blonde wondered if she'd ever recover from her ordeal. It had unleashed a strange power and desire in her that might never be completely restrained.
"Ohhhh!" Linda cried out as her blood-engorged clit throbbed and beat in climax. It was beautiful, but not the hard, knifing orgasm that cut through her like a rusty saw she'd experienced in the compound.
"Oh God, God," Linda wailed, wondering where it would all end.