Languages: English, Deutsch
Location: Berlin
Body Decorations: Nein. No.
Smokes/Drinks: Nein! No!
Interested In: Women, Men
Age: 21
Body Type: Schlank, Sportlich / Slim Sporty
It felt like her cunt was being ripped from it's condensation. I felt very awkward with myself as I couldn't close my lips enough to her. Then I noticed her hands reaching for the quick release on the line. I had thought it was a lube for her to ease the pain of the rubber butt plug that had become her prize. Did she know that this was coming? I could hear the worry in her voice. She had to work late that day. And I didn't want to be late myself. She knew I loved her work. "Please, just let me blow all that dry." "Please, John.. and Sir." She finally pulled the last button. The lights came on. I looked at her, eyes dark with desperation. "Please, Camgirl Taxes, please.." "I need all your attention," I said in a quiet voice. It didn't take too long.
The short black strip was tied to the chair across from me. And next thing I knew, I was wearing a harness around my cock and cock, a spreader bar between my legs. I grabbed her ass cheeks and pressed firmly. She made a sound that I knew was female, panting. I had a hard time not smiling. And as I looked at her mouth, she gave me another deep, wet kiss. A little too much, I think, and she broke away again. But soon, her embrace was warm, safe and kind. It felt good to have been there, just watching. But not too good to ask too many questions. I guess I could always ask after that. Camgirl Taxes and Tiff took the lead in getting the coffee started. They had the same kind of coffee that my wife liked, roasted by hand. And they liked the taste of each other. "Alright, honey.
Let's get started." Camgirl Taxes smiled and lead the way to the elevator. There was no reservation, just the box on the doorstep. She closed the door. "I'll see you tonight," Camgirl Taxes said with a twinkle in his eyes. And they kissed deeply, their tongues fighting, eager hands exploring. It took less than a minute. The doors closed then, their personal touch a stark contrast to Camgirl Taxes's ever-tightening grasp. Both men stepped up onto the elevator. Within moments, they were at the floor level. Again, the doors opened then, their personal touches a stark contrast to Camgirl Taxes's ever-enlarging grip. But, then, neither Camgirl Taxes had a car. They stepped off as the doors closed and the doors moved to the second floor. The warmth of the air felt good on their faces, their hair against. Camgirl Taxes looked around and saw that Tiff was encased in a ballgag..
He kept pumping and pumping until the blonde sluts pussy spreading it wide open.
Soon, she is getting her hairy beaver licked and fucked and suck at the same time.
So Tristan whips out his cock, and him eventually anal fucking her ass while moaning in pleasure Chloe brings out a massive dildo and cum by the way she likes it.