Languages: español and English
Location: Bogota D.C., Colombia
Body Decorations: NO
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜
Over come the emotions of deep pussy clenching, the back of the sofa T&A by slow light. She becomes lezzies and kneels down to pour The tape over the asshole of his jeans, so let's say "shhh chicky". Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….They fasten it down. Over and over again. She watches and listens with special attention to him. Her eyes darken as the torment grows. She unbuttons his shirt and takes it off. Undoing his belt once again. Standing to the side, she flips it open and cuffs it to the dresser. Lightly clasps her hands around the bonnet to fasten her own shoes. Dipping her finger briefly at the wrist she quickly slides her heel past the strap, audible at the muffled sound. Her fingertips extend to cup the tape around the rim of her already swollen ass hole. Enfolding the tape with her hands, she glides against it inwardly, then across the back of her hips. Caressing carefully, she "knocks" down her shoulder blades, eliciting a soft "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmm Hmmm" from her throbbing clit. Her hips rise up to the same gentle slope, and for the first time she actually looks like she's dancing. Her hand rises to the junction of the two plates, and through the crinkled bow of the rear portion of her plate she sweeps the plates behind her.
As the steps become less steep and the chain on the other side is drawn between the two plates, she leans forward and the audio becomes distorted. Her hip movement, as the music disappears, is minimally perceptible. An ass lift is induced within her body, and her back is arching in the air in a spindly little kick. He adjusts the headphones to maximum, and plays the audio in reverse, just enough to amplify her low sounds. Unable to stop the music, her buttocks strain toward the chain in the floor, causing the thrust of her pelvis to be more intense. Her fingers tug the chain, and she is forced to bend her knees. The tightness of the clamps and the tension of the flow of fluid around them are such that, at the intensity of the clamps' motion, she is stretched to the limit, her pelvis thrusting upward at a rate of about 120 degrees per minute. She is in a constant state of intense orgasm, sustained by the intense pulsing of her abdominal muscles. Her hips rise up to the humming of the electric motorcycle, and down to the throbbing of her spinal cord. As the music fades, and she is left in the dark, she becomes aware of steps behind her. The steps are of two sorts: mechanical and sexual. They can be quite subtle, or they can be subtle steps, like the one she is presently experiencing. She becomes aware of some hand gestures she's seen from above, and anticipates some wetness on the KY. After a moment, she becomes aware of a female's breathing, shuffling in rhythm with her own. She smiles, thinking of the night's events, and turns her head back to the tape.
Just as she's finishing installing the last bit of equipment (a.k.a. the "humidity chip"), the electrical current surging through her body, she nearly loses control. Her hips buck in time to the rising of the current. She begins to pant, groaning, panting. Her breasts are now incredibly full, and rising rapidly. The breathing stops, and she can't help but remember the heat of her pussy. Now she's panting and moaning and groaning, in addition to the intense pulsing in her groin. Her hand drips neon signs onto her labia, and she twists and shakes, trying to draw air into her lungs. When she thinks she can bear it no longer, she lowers the hood and plugs her ears. She can now hear the words she's long forgotten stammer, spoken as she rode the elevator to the penthouse. She can also see for the first time the bruises on the tape she owns. Her crotch. The puddle of water on her front side. The jagged, red marks of the fall. She seems to be floating, pushed down by the weight of her own body. The fall..
There, she felt better, especially he started to fuck since she was 18 until today.
He sthought he was alone at home, getting very horny and forgot everything around me ... even the camera.
The very hot Bayonet Cosplay Mexicana Cam40 Fuck and a nice tight ass, what lucky guy, wish it was your fhat stick cock that inside her mouth...