Oh it was glorious to ridden, his rider's hot sex felt heavenly as it squeezed his rod as she rose up and down gyrating with ever thrust. He was slapped again, backhanded maybe but it threw the hood up even more now he could see a body but not the face, he could see those beautiful ample breasts bouncy and swaying as she rode him. How he ached to be able to reach out and grab them, to pinch the nipples. A great gutteral scream came from the woman as she shuddered in a great climax, if only she would continue just a few seconds more. He was thankful for the cord at the moment for it had enabled him to stay hard and not blow his load, which he likely would've done before they had even entered the house.<br/>She stood up... noooo, she would leave him hanging on the very edge. His cock throbbing slick with the juices of her sex his own orgasm held back by the stupid cord. Of course now that they were seperated the smell of her sex was ten fold and it was intoxicating.<br/>He heard something metal drag the floor, of course they wouldn't wear thier weapons during sex they would get in the way, who ever she was was just picking them up. He thought he heard some whispering but with the hood covering his ears he could've just imagined it. He hoped to be released soon, both sexualy and from his bindings but he didn't hold much hope for either.