Tighter (18+)

Muted Mouth

"Hurry up, Dave!" Ava replied with a plea, "Please!" Her voice was coarse and trembled.

"Why?" Dave asked her mockingly, admiring Ava's soaking wet love slit. A drop of love juice hung there. "You want me to hump you?" he mumbled in a hazy tone. The state of her love well overwhelmed his mind.

"Yes!"

"Are you sure?" Dave questioned, his hand reached for the slit and caressed it, picking up the wetness.

Ava jerked at his touch. "Yes!" She whimpered.

Dave lifted his juice-covered finger up and touched her lips. His other hand took over, caressing the soaked slit.

The moment his wet finger touched her lips, Ava licked her own juice off it, all while whimpering and shivering as he caressed her lower opening. "Please, Dave!" She begged.

"A moment!" Dave replied, stroking his aching rod with his wetness-covered palm. "I'm lubricating my piston with your lubricant!'

Ava giggled awkwardly. Her torso began to move up and down to the thought, restricted heavily by the chain. "Dave ...!" she moaned.

Dave took another stuff from the parcel, straightened up his kneeling position, and carefully put the tip of his swell on her opening.

Ava moaned, sensing the warm round thing on the opening of her aching well, full of anticipation. Her moan got muffled by his kiss.

"Let's do this, Av!" Dave replied, breath racing.

"Yes, please!" Ava hissed.

"But first, let me bind you more!" Dave whispered.

"What n ...?" Ava's sentence got muffled. Something covered her mouth and then wrapped around her head.

"Mia said you need to be silenced as well!" Dave mumbled as he formed a knot of the black velvet at the back of her head. "I should do it earlier, but your lips and mouth were too enticing; I decided to muffle you with my rod instead."

"Hmmmm…!" Ava could only mumble incoherently. Her body shivered.

After finishing fixing the contraption, Dave held her waist and looked down toward his shaft.

Then he pushed it in.

Ava moaned and jerked as she felt the long-awaited pole finally go in, slowly but firmly, scraping every millimeter of her inner wall.

Touchdown. He was all in.

Ava groaned. Her body trembled.

Then, instead of pulling, Dave slammed forcefully.

Ava threw her head backward and screamed. Her body jerked and shuddered. "Hmmmppph ...!" She groaned.

Another forceful thrust, and again Ava got swept away.

Dave smirked. He began ramming her. Each ram made her shiver and whimper in agony of pleasure.

It was too much for Dave. He lost his control. His mind loved the sight so well that he sent thrust after thrust uncontrollably.

Ava groaned, muffled by the mouthpiece. Her kegel painfully struggled to knead him, but her spread legs made those muscles lose most of their grip. She screamed her frustration.

Dave saw a drop of tear trickle down one side of her blindfold. "Sorry, Av!" he grunted. Yet his body still took the helm, slamming him again and again against her.

The surges finally drained Ava of her energy. Her body went limp, held in place only by the chains; her head hung forward. She moved only by the push and pull of Dave's jabs.