<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">Even Tellus was caught off guard by the gentle, almost tender gesture from Rayner. She glanced down at her partner in crime to see if maybe the redhead could explain things, but her eyes didn't even get that far before the snap of the leather against her neck, her back arching as if to prevent it, each of her hands slapping instinctively to her neck to remove it.<br/>
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But it was at just that moment that Rayner shoved his hard shaft into her warm, wet and oh so willing cleft. Her voice was strangled due to the belt, but the constriction of the neck, combined with the forceful thrusting seemed to spur her on, and it wasn't long before she was pushing back, sliding along his member with forceful thrusts of her own.</span><br/><br/>Below them both, the sensation was waking up Celeste's sense of surroundings and she realized what a good position she was in, not able to see the belt around Tellus' neck. Gripping the ropes that bound her wrists, she lifted her hips, grinding them against Tellus' own, a bit of sweet revenge, even as the slapping of Rayner's balls against her own opening drove her crazy. She'd been slightly unprepared for the entire thing, but was slowly getting the hang of it.<br/><br/>A small glimmer of mischief in her eyes that Rayner knew so well lit up. "No, we're not done...but I'd bet you're better able to handle anal than I can...especially with as wet as we both are." She really was getting into it, she looked up at Rayner then. "Does that sound interesting, cowboy?"<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">For Tellus -that- was the final straw, her hips started bucking against Celeste's, her motions frantic as her own orgasm washed over, the tight sheath of her vagina clutching him tighter and tighter as she convulsed before just the sheer weight of her body began to pull her away from Rayner even while it slowly strangled her. Her moans of pleasure were cut off, but there was no way to deny it.  There was a look of defiance in her eyes as she looked down at Celeste. It was almost as if this had become a battleground, and Rayner was the tool of choice.</span>