Jerkmate'='s Profile

Languages: español / english

Location: Bogota D.C., Colombia

Body Decorations: piercing and tattoos

Smokes/Drinks: yes

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Jerkmate'= - Lucky for her, she was very tempting, LOL.

Kneeling on both splayed legs in front of her, she drew two fingers from their wet pussy and plunged them deep into her dripping cunt, sighing softly as she filled her greedy little cunt with the two fingers. Within seconds her ass was full, his fingers pushing in almost completely. She eyed him with intense desire as she began another thrust, pleased with the glistening she found her cunt already sagging under his fingers. Her head dropped back, her mouth open in a series of soft deep, pleading moans. 'Masterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggg' she moaned, her body writhing in climax. She didn't stop, strength demanding that she stayed put. As her body continued to spasm, she felt her cunt catch on fire, but she continued to thrust into her cunt with her body. Then, as her body relaxed and a soft cloud of perspiration covered her burning ass, she felt a mouth on her tender clit, gently stroking it with his fingers. His tongue was leisurely exploring her labia, licking and sucking, then she felt his teeth bite her. She came, her body closing down around his fingers, crushing them into her tender red flesh as she thrashed her head, her eyes blinded by her ecstasy. Finally, she felt her grip on his mouth loosen, felt his lips open around her pussy and groan. She moved away, lost in the ecstatic bliss of being restrained, rocked back slightly as the spasms subsided, her head falling back, her eyes still closed from behind the blindfold. It was a slow game, lost in her world of forbidden dreams.

No sooner had she drifted off, her hands began aching, itching her wounds and anger. For a few moments she was angry, then she forgave him, felt his soothing. Her red, welted ass felt almost like it was on fire. She concentrated on her breathing, tried to keep her mouth open seductively silent, but she was shallow, wanting, and resigned to her newfound position in life. She felt, without the aid of her hands, the burning of a fire with his touch. He became frenetic, quick to anger, pushing through her defenses and causing her hurt instead of comforting. She was frustrated, but longed, and refused to give him her pleas. Agony washed over her, and she could not think, process, or reason as she restrained her destructive behavior. She was pure animal, in a perverse kind of way. Loud, foul, indecent, she orgasmed, ground her body into him, her blood sugar all over his flesh, tearing at her own face with abandon. Screams were coming, loud ravings of primal need, a fractious mess of sounds, her ass screaming, and as she began to climb the heights of ecstasy, her eyes flew open. He was there, watching her, his lips kissing her mouth, his tongue slowly entering her mouth. She hung in the constant, uncontrolled void he left her, as she began to climax, her eyes gazing up into his, first for a moment, then beginning to sigh and lose focus, finally screaming and losing the war of spirit. She was like an animal in heat, helpless and hungry, in need but wanting more, her only.

She collapsed onto him, gently kissing his lower abdomen, then he nestled tightly in her, enjoying the luxurious textures of her now velvety womanhood. She sighed as his touch left her, noticing the warmth of his stomach again through the thin wall of flesh between her navel and the heat of his abdomen. She began to murmur softly into his ear, her breath hot against his manhood. He rubbed his own thigh across her, eager to feel the slick skin and the warmth of her vagina. His fingers began to excavate his upturned butt cheek, his own erection stiff and rising in the back of his mind, the faint bluish glow that continued to arc between her legs and travel down her thighs. It came, she realized, and her body stifled its orgasm as he bit into her hard little bottom lip. She came again then, and her face contorted in a furious series of screams. Of course, he knew better than to come. He stayed and watched, moving back as she began to roll over, her pussy no longer visible around her, her bruised labia visible beneath her tears, her reddened bottom red and swollen from her anal sex. He stayed to watch her sleep, his muscular thighs moving lightly on the floor. Occasionally, a snicker of anger rises in him, a need to leave the healing energy he felt in her, to leave that which had been. This was why she was here, why he had been sent here. He is her lord, and she is her master..

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