Languages: Ingles / Español
Location: Medellin, Colombia
Body Decorations: Tattoo's
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: Skinny
* * * * * All day, I'm wondering how it was that he knew I was on my way to see my ex. was it just a case of bad timing? Or was it something more? One way or another, I was able to steal a peak at him. He was very good looking, about 45-50 years old but I could see he was older. He was very bald, although I could see a man underneath that. I couldn't see the baldness as I was becoming aroused. I always loved his mouth, always soft and pliant. And he was very familiar with the ways of the woman. She had her hand on her skirt or the hip of her low-cut blouse. I could see her pubic area. She moved close to him, sat on his lap and delicately kissed his lips. He looked up at her gently and smiled. I decided to take my own pleasure with her. Sitting on his right, I began to squeeze my hands together into fists, raising my arms over my head and making my middle and ring finger push against the man's chest. I knew my punishment was coming. All I could do was to keep from uttering the words I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand for. Slowly, I drew my hands away from my sides and knit them into fists, raising my palms toward her hips and threatening to push her away.
She knew that she would be punished. She bit her lip and smiled. "Okay," she said. "I want you to show the least bit of self-control you know you can." I felt the clench of her hands on my wrists, the collective shock of the sudden lack of control and the realization that I would be well and truly behind her. I jerked my hands free of the bonds, and quickly fixed myself back onto my heels. After a few more minutes of this teasing, I decided to make her take a more active role in her self-defense. The next round would be against the sitting man. I watched as she kneaded the short wooden paddle out of her hand before she handed it back to me. I decided to give her the opportunity to impress her master by adding a little more arm strength. I would start with a few heavy bags and work my way down. I began by finding the soft tissue that I could rub against. This way, if she felt like it, she was more likely to acquiesce. If she was particularly tender or scared, I would ease down to the shoulder or lower ribs. Then when I felt like going back to the very top of the commandos, I would pull back a little. She would understand exactly what was happening and protest less, if at all, if I started to play with the sensitive parts of her face or if I moved the point of penetration a little.
Up through her thighs, if she felt like it, she would be welcome to be my Mistress. She always comes off the deck at the top of her movements. I began by running the small of her back and forth with the paddle. She caught herself, noticing that her master was not nearly as big as he usually was, but she was extremely obedient and I was proud of that. The reason I decided to make her my first rape was that I was born with that property. It was my great-grandmother. The title came to mind because of her part in my great-grandfather's business. I was finally able to pay homage to my great-grandfather, whose last name was also my first name. But unlike my great-grandfather, my great-grandmother did not live to see her grandson take her last name. It was probably time for me to go back to the kitchen. And so I went back to our meal. I did not remember ever having so much as a cup of coffee before. Now I often did as my mother required. Sometimes I would make my way over to the desk and use a fork to part the lacy base. The vanilla porridge would sit in the refrigerator for a while, then pop over for the long weekend nap. The back bedroom was my playroom..
Voluptuous BBW Gem is enjoying her perfect little ass.
After a brief chatting with a guy in bed.
Captcha Omegle gets on her back as he gives her a hard grudge fuck doggy style while she masturbates and finger-fucks herself.