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Omegle Server - First she has to take something off.

Languages: ♛ ✮ ENGLISH -- SPANISH ✮ ♛

Location: Colombia

Body Decorations: ◕‿◕ NO ◕‿◕

Smokes/Drinks: ◕‿◕ NO ◕‿◕

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 27

Body Type: ◕‿◕ CUTE - EBONY ◕‿◕

Omegle Server - First she has to take something off.

Leaving her where she is, she puts the satin blindfold on. She sits back and watches her. Then she stands and takes a leather strap from a drawer. Standing behind her, she feeds the satin strap over her shoulder and pulls it taut. Next she applies a little more pressure to the strap, making it stretch slightly. She turns to her left and licks her lips. Noticing that she is a little hairy, she leans forward and softly kisses her. She has a harder time with that second kiss. But she really should have realized that she would have to play with herself if she wanted to go back to work. She takes the clit-puller she had hidden in her bra and turns it on. Without warning, the clit clamp springs forward and yanks her head back. She can't quite feel where the clamp was, but it feels like it must have been a finger nail or the top of her neck. Feeling like such a slut, a tease, she slides back and forth across her hands. She is indeed teased. Two more straps come down and she is pulled back even farther.

Her cunt is plastered with blood. "What are your hands doing?" he asks. She grunts with pain, but knows she has to be strong. "My hands are tied, slut. I can't move them," she protests. He smiles. "You have to try hard not to tear up." "Pleeeease," he says, "Don't tear up." Grasping her hands behind her back, he turns her around. He takes her by the hair and pulls her to her feet. She slides off the chair quickly. Hands cuffed behind her back, she is absolutely naked in front of him. He reaches around her and starts to pinch her nipples. She moans. "No! I can't bear any more," she yells. Screaming a bunch of loud stuff, she pushes her head down on his shoulder and he throws her over his shoulder. Still naked, she lays on his back for a while, until she feels his lips kissing her throat.

Her head lolls back and the shock of the cold sensation on her breasts is too much. She struggles a little, but eventually calms down. She realizes that she can't take much more of this. She changes position to stand underneath him. A playful name for the cold sensation that she experienced on her hot nipples earlier. "Lick," he commandsss. She opens her warm, wet mouth and licks around his testicles. She hears his moans and sighs. He is enjoying this little torture. Grabbing her hair, he puts her mouth back onto his dick. He puts his free hand on her cheek and pushes her face down onto his dick. She feels his strong hands sliding all over her body, stopping only when her hands come to rest on the lounge. He steps back quickly. She sighs in relief. "Dont move." Removing his hand from her cheek, he wiggles his hand out and grasps her snatch roughly..