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Ziva strained to keep kneeling, it had been a stupid mistake both she and Tony had charged into the room setting off a stun grenade, she had blacked out and awoke to find herself chained naked to the last man she ever wished to be naked with… Anthony Dinozzo. Tony lay on his back arms and legs spread eagled and shackled to the floor. Ziva was cuffed arms overhead legs tied to the floor a rope extending to a hook on the ceiling. It meant she straddled Tony's hips. His very naked hips. She couldn't move far nor could she pull herself up on the rope. Any ley way she had only let her kneel above him lest her crotch would touch his.

Tony looked up at Ziva struggling. "Oh come on and relax Ziva."

"I will not relax as long as that thing is inches from me."

Tony was to say the least, a very well-endowed individual. At about 9 inches hard he was enough man for any woman. At the moment 'Tony Jr' was impressively limp (considering the situation) knowing that Ziva would kill him should he be otherwise.

The room was quite hot and whoevers sick demented fucked up idea to leave them like this was only compounded by the enclosed humid heat. Sweat dripped off the Mossad agent like a light rain. He body glistered in the light.

Tony could swear it was not sweat that dripped onto his privates, the heat pushed Tony's will power to the limits he could feel the swelling begin slowly, the little monster rise until...

"Tony, if I had my hands free you would be..."

"If you had your hands free we would not be in this situation."

Tony felt himself stiffen. Growing harder and harder by the second. With her tied up and struggling, it would have been highly erotic if he wasn't imaging her plunging a knife into his chest. But he couldn't make himself go down. The heat from her crotch was scorching wafting across his balls and his rod was pushing against her arse so hard it felt like he could lift her with his cock alone.

Ziva had struggled and strained but pray as she could, in the position she was, it meant sweat was not the only thing dripping off her. A good Jewish girl, clean shaven and waxed. She had flexed her legs to the point she flexed her inner muscles. A naturally wet girl she produced copious amounts of what Americans called pussy juice. So much so, she normally wore a heavy duty sanitary liner all the time. In this position… in this situation she was struggling not only to remain away from Tony but to for her not to get any hornier than she normally was, which was bad enough.

She felt her essence pool at her opening she tried to remain perfectly still. Sadly she weakened and a single drop spilled out landing on his crotch, she watch a few more drips runs down his body and caress his until then, flaccid penis. More fell till she felt herself leak like a sieve. When she felt something hit her arse she knew it was her fault and not Tony's, thought she'd never mention it. She knew Tony's resolve was strong, she hadn't known that his strength of erection would force her up.

Ziva tried to lean back and let his rod pass between them and hopefully lay ridged against his stomach but she did not lift high enough. It ran across from her butt untill it stopped in a most dangerous position.

Tony watched as Ziva lifted causing his erection to shift from behind her arse to between her legs. It stopped however between her legs, right on her fold. Ziva gasped as did Tony. He knew he was hardly erect. He stiffened and the tip pushed in millimetre by millimetre.

"I'm so sorry Ziva."

Ziva was pissed, fuming. She was angry at the world, the people that had tied her up and most importantly this situation. She was also to the point of crying. She felt the tip of Tony's cock slip between her folds.

"FUCK THIS SHIT!" she screamed as her legs gave out to exhaustion. She collapsed onto Tony. Slamming down on every inch of quickly hardening maleness. Pushing it all deep inside her pussy. Tony bucked he felt as if he could rip the chains from the floor.

He looked up at Ziva, the proud Israeli sat mouth wide open eyes rolled back stammering in shock. It looked so cute to Tony the way her eyes began to return to normal and her mouth turn into a sneer as if to say "this is all your fault Tony." then he realised that 8 inches of his cock was shoved up her steaming wet pussy which was beginning to tighten.

"Tony if you so much as..."

"Ziva if you so much as move..."

"I move! You are the perverted one around here."

"Well you're the one that got us into this mess."

"Fuck you Tony" Ziva shouted, lifting herself up and flopping back down on him.

Tony gasped as the wind was knocked out of him.

"Fuck you, you arrogant bastard!" she shouted flopping on him again.

Tony almost screamed as his fully erect inch cock was brutally pulled by her tight snatch.

"You always wanted this then fuck you!" she began pounding him.

Swinging and swaying, forcing Tony's full length deeper and deeper inside. It took a moment for her to realise the pained expression on his face was not from any physical distress but from forcing himself not to cum.

Ziva realised something else. No condom.

Tony lay there taking the abuse, Ziva had totally lost her fucking mind.

'But it's hot as hell, tony thought.'

It was then that he felt himself stiffen diamond harm and his balls begin to prepare to unload.

No condom, flashed in his mind. Tony was no lightweight cummer. He had an exceptionally high sperm rate and the lab girl mentioned how full the beaker was.

Another thing was that since the case had stated he hadn't had time for sex, not even masturbating once. He knew that at least 2 weeks of pent up fury was prepared to unload from his balls.

Ziva stopped. "You wouldn't" she muttered. Tony held his breath thinking every single, anti-erotic thought he could. He imagined Ziva skewering his balls with hot knives.

Ziva who had the patients to stay for days in the one position when trying the assonate a target. Now used all her training not to move. Her hands sturdier than any surgeons remained frozen above her head.

She stayed there staring into Tony's eyes as he held his breath. A single bead of sweat formed on her nose. Silently it fell. Ziva groaned as it hit on his chest. Tony gasped exhaling rapidly.

It was like a double barrel shot gun exploded in her cunt.

Tony saw Ziva's face light up as he exploded within her. He couldn't stop himself as his cock pumped what felt like litre after of litre of cum. It flooded into her tight wet pussy.

Ziva groaned and lifted off him. His cock and her legs coated in both their juices. His white semen flowing from her like a torrent.

His withering penis returning to its flaccid state.

Ziva stared daggers into him.

"Only you could cum so much, Tony."

"Really Ziva?"

"Oh yes now it's my turn."

Secretly Ziva was extremely turned on. No man EVER in her life had filled her with so much dick and such a copious amount of jism.

Tony's large penis now lay flat against his stomach.

Slowly she began to rub her cum filled cunt against his shaft. Tony groaned and squirmed. Ziva hummed.

Her nipples where hard as rocks and stood out. She ached to rub them. Or have tony fondle them.

Ziva's juices were flowing. Lubricating as she rubbed herself against him.

Faster and faster. She groaned and moaned loudly.

Thrashing about until... she came. Hard and fast.

Tony's cock had grown hard again and when Ziva reached her climax he also came, sending ropes of his cum onto his stomach.

What he noticed next was spectacular. Ziva was a gusher.

As she screamed she unleashed a torrent of cum. washing over his crotch.

Ziva leaned back sending the last spray of her cum into Tony's face.

She giggled.