Stella May's Orgasm Marathon

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No one warned me of something like this. I've experimented sexually with several boyfriends before, but I was always in control. I undoubtedly had use of my mitts and feet. I'm sure none of my boys would bind me to a crate, my left leg bound all the way back, nipple pumps sore my tits. I couldn't stop shivering. I wondered what he would do to me. I finally found out. He gripped my head, revved it and packed my throat with his cock. I couldn't shove him away when he stayed in my throat for too long. I've never had so much slobber ooze out of my mouth, expecting for a clear breath of air. The only time I did was he got my between my legs. My leg bound back gave him enough room and access for whatever he wanted. All I could do was watch. He kept moving back and forth, taking turns obliterating my throat and pussy. I was so revved on. I desired him to use me more. But he astonished me with something special: a vibrator. He positioned it on my clit. It was too much to handle. I couldn't manage myself. He had to hold me down and gag me. I still continued masturbating around and yelling as each orgasm built up for the next. He left me jizz dizzy and wiggling for hours.