She did not hesitate in doing so, being excited as she usually is. Her small fingers found the folds of her crotch and tanned her skin in ways she had never imagined. She felt beautiful. She knew how to please her lover..To pleasure them both. She knew what it took to please them both. She knew what their bottoms wanted. She knew what they craved. She took her luscious lips and parted them fully. She tasted her own sweet juices and felt her way up her body to her most sensitive spots. She knew what that tongue felt like on her most sensitive and sensitive places. She knew how to get the information to the brain in just the right way. Her tongue traced her soft folds to find the wet, soft, fluttering wetness that always underlies her sex. She laid her soft lips against her own inner lips to feel how wet she was. She let her tongue play with her clit, teasing them. She raised one of her soft hands and ran it up over her labia and between her lips.
She loved that attention. She knew how to please both of them. She asked if she could touch herself. She was told that she had to ask both of them to touch themselves to orgasm. She wondered what it would be like to do so. To be able to stop herself and do it. She wanted to be able to feel how wet she was..to feel how much she wanted it. She turned and looked at her master, her pleading clear. He looked down at her and smiled. She smiled back, loving how wicked he looked. He told her she could only stay in the house if she promised to do exactly what she was told. He looked at her and the word seemed to flow from her mouth. She promised her master that she would do what he asked. She loved her place. Her place and her life. To serve him as only she could.
She looked down at her own body. She was proud of herself. She knew what she had gained and what she had lost. She saw a gleam in his eyes. He smiled and took her hand and led her to the center of the room. He reminded her of their agreement. He told her to hold out her wrists and bend over. He would hold her arms out in front of her. She was to crawl on her hands and knees. He would bind her feet to the corners of the room. She could only stay there until he told her to move. He was to be there in her own presence. Every move she made was carefully timed. She didn't want to look over his shoulder. She didn't want to disobey him..
Her friends and relations thought she was a hottie, I followed her in.
If hot babes getting nailed by the other two.
A shower-but decided to beat off and shoot a load over her face and she's quiet, but you can still love Snapchat Adds...