She felt the rope tugging again. Now Julien was breathing hard and vocalizing loudly as he tried to hasten the pace of his pounding. She could now feel that the bulge was conspicuously growing. He cried out: “not sure if I can hold…” “Come on, Frenchie, this is just like climbing, you can do it! She came fast and hard but, barely pausing, resumed slamming her fingers inside her pussy. As she was going up and down on his cock, Julien was transfixed by the sight of her pussy lips sliding over his shaft, of the vaginal opening being stretched by his cock as it pulled out when she went upward, of the whole length of it disappearing inside her when she came down and her groin rested on his for split second. She gasped as Julien began running the rope through his belay device while expertly walking with a slight bounce down the wall. “Come on, let’s go eat,” he laughed back. Soon, Julien had turned a corner on the wall and Kristina could no longer see him, but the rope kept going up. She positioned herself on one side of his body and started sucking on his cock, first deliberately to clean it of the mixture of cum and pussy juices, then more vigorously to get it to firm up
