Languages: español
Location: Colombia
Body Decorations: yes
Smokes/Drinks: no
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 27
Body Type: Athletic
The sex was better than I ever imagined. But still the hours made the night a little tiring. I had never done this before. It was extremely intense. And very, very confusing. I finally decided to call it a night. I took the limo home and as we drove I decided it was time to move on. I really enjoyed my time in France. And I got to know some of the people there. I'll be back some time, hopefully in the near future. I had some very special plans. I told Black Screen On Chatroulette to park his limo and to wait at the stop. He did so. When I got home I opened the door and I let him in. I had a very nice dinner and I told him to put his pants back on because I was going to shower. I then walked over to my dressing room and took a few minutes to let the door and myself dry.
I then walked back over to my desk and opened the door. I showed him my digital scale model of the Black Screen On Chatroulette, her bowels retracted into her stomach, tied up in a large orange band, her feet dangling from the end of the bed. As she was a highly trained professional dancer, her movements were extremely powerful. Her breathing was deep and ragged, her body was flushed and her feminine features were clearly visible. She swayed gracefully on her toes, gyrating her hips in a rhythmic motion. I studied this beautiful image closely. From a distance I could see the woman before me reaching towards her sex, curling it up and down, her anal muscles stretching and relaxing, her vaginal muscles massaging her manhood. Just as I was drawing up to the position, she suddenly sank to the position, thrusting down onto my hand, simultaneously with her pelvic motion. She was like a velvet dream, her body smooth, its lines curved and contorted, every curve in its form a subtle departure from the beast that I had seen earlier. She gripped my hand tightly and I saw a tear streak down the side of her breast. I carefully, quietly removed her hand from my breast and placed it on my thigh. I carefully made my way back over to her now open crotch and immediately forced my wet fingers between her lips. She didn't even flinch. And with my other hand I removed her pants. She tasted sweet, her sex so alive.
I marched my hand slowly over her, exploring its head, neck and breast. Slowly, I moved down to her breasts, caressing, kneading, pinching. She was hungry for my hand and mouth. I let her go until I felt her valley of sex that was slick, wet and dripping. I kept my hand on her hips, burying my fingers in her pubic hair. I kept stroking, ever so gently, until at last she let out a little cry. She was going to cum. I kept stroking, harder, alternating to push her body into that sweet nectar. That's when she woke. Her heart stopped, her body shook and she fell to her knees. "What! What did you do! I didn't want you to get cum until I told you I wanted you to," she said, "You had your orgasm!" I stopped. Gently, I told her to stand up and unlock her hands and feet. She did. She unlocked the hand gag. Her eyes opened wide and she sniffled, sniffed, her love. "No!.
She gets paid well to dress up in some hot blowjob and swallowed cum!
Minutes later, step MILF Trinity finds them fucking, kicks her out...and hops on his friend Black Screen On Chatroulette hard cock and enjoying every moment of the scene where this oddly sexy brunette told Black Screen On Chatroulette that she will probably shit for a week non-stop!
Oink oink!! My girlfriend says that I am - I had to upskirt her.