Baxter's goal was simple: shove his cock inside Lily, and splatter his cum all over her insides.
She struggled mightily toward him; he toward her. It seemed like a lifetime ago he had first attempted the utterly useless tactic of cutting his rope with his teeth. That plan had met with sound failure. Every time he tried it. His jaw was sore from the latest attempt.
They both ran freely with sweat and lust. Lily -- unable to use her hands for anything -- had just hit on the idea of coating her feet with her pussy juice. By sitting cross-legged, she was able to get her heels partially into herself. She then stretched them out to him in an animalistic attempt to intice him to stop whatever he was doing, and come over and fuck her already.
Baxter stretched his tongue toward her moist heel, could taste her pungent pussy in the air, but could never get closer than a couple of inches from her outstretched foot.
Lily turned her head back toward him desperately. "Please ... fuck me ... Baxter ...stick your ... put your ..."
Baxter howled, enraged. He rushed back to the wall, tried to pull more through. Useless! He looked for a good spot to gnaw on the rope again; there was one ... maybe if he used his canines instead of his incisors. He'd be able to bring just a bit more pressure to bear, although they weren't as sharp. He grunted in frustration, but began chewing anyway. He was able to taste Lily's overpowering, animal scent with every sense, every nerve in his body. He needed to slide his dripping cock into her, needed to feel her raw wet heat envelop him! He roared with hatred for whoever was denying this to him.
His end of rope suddenly dropped through the wall, dangling at his feet. He stared in disbelief, a part of him wanting to keep gnawing, just in case this was some sort of trick.
He heard a whimper of excitement a split-second too late, and before he realized what was happening he'd been shoved onto the floor. Lily climbed on top of him, grunting delightedly.
Both their hands were still tied, but it seemed a minor impediment, relative to their new level of freedom. He could barely feel Lily around his cock, she was so wet with arousal. Heedless of her heavy boobs slamming into his face, she humped his cock for bit, murmuring her approval. Every now and then she stopped, re-adjusted herself, and with an "Oh, oh yeah ..." of approval would continue to hump for a while. When she finally realized that this was really happening, and not some fevered fantasy, she shuddered in pleasure. It seemed to Baxter that the whole place shuddered.
She opened her eyes, fixed Baxter with them. "Don't ... don't move ..."
Lily turned herself around and carefully lowered her dripping pussy to his face. She enveloped the swollen head of his cock in her hot mouth. "Oh yeah ... ugh ..." she murmured, starting to move her head all around.
From the moment she shoved her swollen, pungent pussy down on his face, Baxter was lost in a haze of lust and desire. He ran his tongue as far as it would go inside her labia, found her anus, explored with his tongue. Lily grunted in approval, whimpering, shoving down even harder. He shoved forward, found her clit, flicked his tongue over it.
Lily pulled her head off his cock in abandonment. "Unghh -- " she screamed in pleasure. "Do ... do it again ..." she called breathlessly. She repositioned herself slightly so that her clit was closer to his tongue, whimpering slightly.
Baxter felt her heavy tits push down against his belly; she was relaxing. Good. He flicked her clit, continued without pause in a rapidfire pattern.
Lily groaned, tensed her legs, arched her back like a wild leopard. "Ohh .... ahrrgg ....." she roared at the top of her voice. Cum gushed out of her in a torrent, she shuddered; the room shuddered. Baxter was beyond curiosity or earthly cares.
He stopped, told her to get up. She grunted excitedly as he shoved her roughly against the wall. He had realized suddenly if they both worked together, they could undo these bonds completely. It only took them a moment to work their knots loose.
Lily kissed him hungrily, her red hair wild around her bright eyes. "Fuck me, Baxter, please fuck me ... " she pleaded with him again.
He turned her around to face the wall, ran his cock through her labia a couple of times, stopping just short of her clit. She whimpered in anticipation, shoving her ass toward him. Her hands were braced on the wall, to either side of her.
Baxter shoved himself into her moisture, her roaring heat. He grunted with delight as he was finally able to shove his cock into her in just the way he wanted. Lily pushed back happily, her ass cheeks and tits bouncing lustily to their rhythm. "Oh yeah, oh yeah!" she called out joyously, as if all the world could end, as long as this moment lasted forever. Baxter slammed into her again, and again, over and over, sliding his cock a little off-center one way, and then the other, fully stimulating her labial nerves.
Lily grunted in animalistic approval. "Fuck ... fuck ... me ... harder ...!" she demanded between thrusts. Clueless as to what physical reserves he was drawing upon, Baxter gripped Lily's tits from behind, and slammed into her as if he was some sort of battering ram. Lily responded by groaning and tightening her legs around his cock. "Annnh .... oohhh!" she moaned, impaling herself even farther onto Baxter's cock. Heat burned around his cock; Lily shuddered, tensing; the room shuddered. Cum gushed onto the floor between Lily's legs. "Oh God," she screamed.
Baxter pulled out of her. She looked back at him in alarm. "What -- "
He was on his knees, reversing himself, shoving his face upward between her legs. He burned with a need to taste her in his mouth. Sliding his tongue through her salty pussy lips, he sucked as many of her soaked, red pubic hairs into his mouth as he could. He slid her hairs between his teeth, sucked them dry, shoved his tongue through her lips again. She was delicious.
Lily bucked over him, screamed wildly. "Oh yeah .... arrghh --" she roared. "Oh God ... " she moaned, driving herself onto his face.
Baxter wet a finger in her dripping pussy, then found her anus and slipped it in. His tongue went wild on her clit.
"Nnoooo --" She wanted to climb away from him, her pleasure centers overloading. He held her in place, his steel arms flexing mightily. Bucking and shaking like a beast, Lily tensed in climax, screaming lustily. Cum gushed onto him, and he tried to follow it up to its source. She trembled, shuddered. The house shuddered. "Ohhhh God," she screamed, clenching her legs around him.