Languages: español/ingles
Location: Antioquia, Colombia
Smokes/Drinks: No/No
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 24
Body Type: normal
He's now had to pay for that," her voice filled with desperation. "Yeah, sure. So, um, I'm going to try to find him now, and um, you know what that means," my mouth was being pushed back into her ear as she screamed in agony. "You're not listening. It's too late. I gave you my word, and you violated it. You will pay a heavy price boy." "PP P Please, P P Please don't," she begged. I gently lifted her head. "You will pay dearly for this insubordination, little whore. I will have to reward you. I am sending you to the gallows, where you will live out your life as a death row prisoner. Don't look at me, girl. You will be gagged, stripped of your dignity, and used as a slut for the rest of your life. Is that clear?" Her mouth was agape, tears were trickling down her face as she sobbed. I stood and walked over to the chain. She hesitated.
This was going too far. She knew she would go to the gallows, but the punishment would be severe. This was her second offense after the stinging slap she got on the ass last year. She shivered violently as I put the chain around her neck. It forced her balance to zero. She was literally falling from the ceiling. "Stand up, girl. I will TALK to her parents today, but so far, they have taken it in stride. Now, I will give you twenty lashes for disobedience. They will decide how severe the punishment should be. Ten for suckling, and ten because I want to show them how much you enjoy the punishment." I returned to my seat and watched her descent onto the metal folding table. Her long blonde hair had been cut short, but fell in a heavy cloud around her head. Her tight clothes, pushed up by her long dress, were in stark contrast to her tanned skin and almost transparent makeup. By the time she stood five feet five inches, she looked more like a feral hound than a polite young lady. Her imposing size and wide hips accentuated by her tempting ass, she was the envy of the town's upper crust.
Men and women alike admired her toned, defined legs, lithe calves, shapely calves surgically enhanced for wearing jeans. She was a knockout. That was why it made my skin so hot. She walked with a deliberate, purposeful stride. She caused me to stumble over my carpentry work, which made her stride slower. She thrilled in front of me, then put her feet about nine inches from my face. She was pre-cumming all over my face. She took a couple of slow deep breaths. Her hands stroked my back and ass, then traced the line down my crack. She stopped for a minute, and then began again. Slow, agonizingly slow. Then I heard her clothes tumble down from the ceiling, leaving me naked, swaying, my head reeling. "Follow me," she said. I moved toward the door. She stopped. She opened it, then twisted the knob..
Decided to do a lot more than friends in this video.
Most of the time between the legs and explains why.
When she took it in her pussy.