Languages: Spanish and English
Location: New York, United States
Body Decorations: pircings tatto
Smokes/Drinks: occasional
Interested In: Men, Women, Trans, Couples
Age: 19
Body Type: curvy and sexy
Husband, I want you to kneel in front of me right here on your knees. I want you to masturbate for me, to orgasm right here in front of me." I ordered. You moved to one side and admirably masturbated for me. Watching you was a great revelation. You were absolutely gorgeous. The cum shot from you to see, through the spotless looking photo, was nearly as hot as me. The sound of my jeans straying from my leg was loud in the silence of the room. I sunk back against my desk, closed my eyes, and took a deep, long, sighing breath. A long, sighing breath. I let my eyes flutter back to the scene. This was such a hot, wet, sloppy, naughty place. That's what I liked about it. It was full of sound-alikes and headphones, some sort of combination device that increases the sexual tension by isolating you more. It was only a few feet from my window, and even that only showed how far I could get. As I stared out the window, my heart beat wildly in my chest.
I could hear my heartbeat beating against my neck. I sighed deeply, and as my lungs filled with air, the scene faded away. Even in the dim light of the afternoon, it was still loud in the background. I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply the scent of my own arousal. Time had stood still. It seemed unreal, how erotic, raw and unbelievable it all was. Only, in that moment, it was also very real. It was almost more real because of the other things that were happening to me. Of course, the scenes were much too numerous to count, but the intense longing in my crotch echoed my thoughts long after the sexual tension had lifted. I was exhausted. Waking from the dream, exhausted from the trying, I lay there, wide awake, my eyelids fluttering, my eyelashes fluttering, my eyelashes catching a bit of wetness on my face. I heard his voice behind me. A soft, warm hand brushed my arm softly. I blinked several times, as I did not know who was standing beside me. I closed my eyes again, sensing my own thoughts. The hands of a man, gentle and insistent, tracing down my arm, over my shoulder, down the small of my back, then back up, over the back and buttock.
I shivered. This was a bit of a turn on for me too. The thing that had been building in me for so long was about to released, and I had just gotten off of a plane that had left long before I arrived. This was a bit of a turning point too. As the hands of the person I saw above me, touched me, moved down over the back and buttock, gently brushing over my full breasts, across my stomach and between my thighs, between my legs. He made circles with his fingers and made circles with his tongue. I felt myself get very wet as I listened to the words that traveled over my mind. "You are so beautiful, my little slut, very naughty, but yet so willing to please. Don't you agree?" He chuckled softly. "Yes, Mamam." I answered with a laugh. "Don't be naughty now, please." He removed his hand from my shoulder. He rose up slowly, looking down at me, eyes twinkling. He kissed my forehead softly. He moved out of my company and returned to my side. I fell asleep right away..
Her bf was nice enough to let me film me fucking her with raw animalistic passion.
Unfortunately, the thing couldn't tighten well enough, so I didn't want to wait for all of my neon colored toys.
All I have to be shared with you.