The hard and abrupt manner in which he slammed the plug into her ass caused her to tense and tremble as contradicting sensations gripped her. The scale, once tipped in favor of pleasure, then struck a painfully blissful balance. Pain warred with the intensely delightful sensations for dominance a while before his persistent and skilled tongue was back to stroking her glistening womanhood. As wonderful as the feeling of his slick muscle gliding along her most sensitive regions was, she was still determined to bring him the utmost pleasure in return. Ava buried his length in her warm mouth, defying the spasming of her throat while she pressed her lips to his crotch. Quicker than she could process, his hand was sliding up the smooth curve of her back. It reached the back of her head and the pressure of his palm kept her down on him till her eyes were glassy and she produced soft, strained gags. She was so distracted that she hardly noticed the plug was no longer filling her tight hole or that his tongue was no longer exploring her depths. But, the second that his hand was no longer pushing the back of her head down onto his throbbing cock she lifted her head to gasp for sweet air. Rather than deep, labored breaths were euphoric moans intermingled with pained whimpers at the feeling of his teeth pinching her sensitive bud and the object lodged into her ass.<br/><br/>Each sharp sensation made her grip tighten on his cock unintentionally while she bared through the pain. Still, she continued to pleasure him. Her hand glided up and down his shaft, slightly slower than before when she was rapidly and eagerly polishing his cock. When he did finally release his hold on her clit, she relaxed a bit, but she remained needy and desperate. She pushed herself up, his thick, drenched member pressed to her soft, luscious cleavage as she looked back at him. Ava placed a hand on one of her round cheeks, exposing her stuffed hole and her soaked pussy. “Fuck me . . .” She purred, a little plea in her voice since she needed him so badly. “You can do whatever you want.” She offered, not that she needed to tell him. He usually took what he wanted regardless and in many ways she didn’t mind in the least.