You paused the porn on the screen and gripped Kendra by her hair, pulling her up off of your cock. She sat back on her knees, practically drooling and gunning to get back to it.
"Stay right there, and don't move," you say as you walk to your bedroom. You open your drawers and retrieve the handcuffs that you were using on Kendra just last week. You remove your suit coat, tie, belt and shirt as you walked back downstairs. Kendra was still kneeling, dress pulled up around her waist, eyes closed in ecstasy as she massaged her clit.
You came up from behind her while she was distracted, and grabbed her wrist, pulling it behind her back. She gasped as you shut the cuffs around her wrists. You sat back down on the couch, your cock springing back to attention.
You say nothing, but put your hand gently on the back of her head, and pull. Kendra takes the hint and continues her work, bobbing her head up and down on your cock. You resume the video and say, "How does it feel, baby? Getting me off while I pay attention to someone else? Do you feel jealous? Humiliated? Maybe you're just... horny"
Kendra moans, letting you know that's exactly how she feels. You feel yourself coming to climax.
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