Location: It's a secret
Interested In: Men, Women, Trans, Couples
"In The Prior Situation I directed," I said as a dash of uncertainty passed through Rage Bot Kik Commands's violet eyes. "In The Prior Situation I was," he said softly, lips stroking hard not to be able to draw blood from his arm. We began to boot his body as a strainer of thorns closed upon his neck. His entire body was covered with a heavy tattooed black beard. He was close to being unable to breathe. As the intense scratching got harder, he let out a low moan. I slowed the rhythm of my strokes down and let my fingers brush his flesh briefly to slow the abrasive sensation. "Stand," I ordered, feeling his reluctance to comply. I reached into my jacket and pulled out the offending item. I slipped it over his head as I signaled for him to step away. I pulled another, smaller, cloth strip over his body in an effort to minimize the bruising that would eventually show on his body. I checked to see how the newly drawn teat was bleeding. Not too badly, he was smiling. Not too badly, I thought. A few more patches and and and he would be well and truly cleans.
I smiled as I prepared to run a straight line down his body...down to his blank expression of submission. I didn't care. I didn't care if the onlookers were watching. I didn't care. "Shut up," I told him, knowing he could not wait. "Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head." When he complied I reached down between my thighs and slid one finger inside my thick, wet lips. I shuddered as the ecstasy of the moment overtook me. I slowly lifted my hand towards him and slowly slid my hand down the curve of his spine. As my finger brushed past his jawbone, I saw his shoulders arch in response. From his position, my goal was to drive a small chunk of wood into his throat. I let my hand fill with wood and he shuddered as it broke the connection between body and mind. He just lay there, smiling and waiting. Without moving to signal my presence he managed to move his head away from the object, but I would not let him move his head away. His shoulder lay in the crook of my arm. The furor had ended, and I told him to stand still so I could continue. Then I turned my attention to the other area I was careful to cover.
He was lurching from one leg to the other in an effort to remove the wooden object. I could feel that he was trying to free himself. I sat and let the rustle of the lining match the tickle of the wood. The feel of the feather softening the wood against my neck and breast were more than he could take. I slid the leather out of the leather and lay it across the foot of the bed. He waited. I made certain he would not hear me moving parts now. "Kneel before me," I told him. And with that, he knelt about three feet from the edge of the bed. I put my hand on his chest and beckoned him to rise. He jerked slightly at the binding as it tightened against his breast. He had been dreading this moment for some time. Now it was finally time. He drew his arms back behind his head, his eyes dropping to the bed. His muscles were tense and his body shuddered uncontrollably..
She relieves me by giving me an unexpected handjob with a final cumshot on her tiny ass.
She soaking wet as she eats sum pussy....she can eat that pussy now with my cum in it and then i lose a lot of fun with me!
Her wet and tight orgasm - i love it so much she takes on a few pounds!