Languages: English, Italian, French
Location: Italy
Body Decorations: no
Smokes/Drinks: no
Interested In: Men, Women, Trans, Couples
Age: 40
Body Type: big
I will have to control myself. The vision of the rest of my life was eerily similar. Her beauty with me was just stunning. Her eyes were hazel in color that drew me to see her. Even in this state her skin felt soft, the faintest of touches. Her head turned to the side almost enough to see if I were looking at her, and the crooker of her neck was smooth, the D-ring just barely visible beneath the delicate tapered bangs. Her heart shaped face was one of beauty. Straight razor sharp silver hair with a slight curl. She was calm, even in the most intense of emotions. I slowly touched the back of her neck. The violet waves pulsed through the air as my fingertips traveled up her spine. Shafting up slowly to reach the back of her neck, my fingertips traced lightly up and down, then back down. Again, she gasped, then opened her eyes to see herself in the image I had projected. Her silky smooth body with the small drops of blood that were left on her neck. The deep crimson welt that had begun as she struggled to pull herself upright. My hands glided over her whole body, gently parting the shallow welt and spreading it away until it was mostly gone. I let my fingertips, lightly, run over the scar.
I could see the shifting of her hips as she forced herself to move. And then I dropped the garment. I withdrew my hand and reached for the bandanna I had made for her earlier that day. Shifting through the crowd, I knew where the lightest shade of pink her features were. I tied one end to the bottom of the wooden stand. And with the other end I drew a crimson velvet bow, for the neck and long, the bandanna. Making the long ribbon I moved to the other side of the stage. She began to move her arms and legs as I moved lower in the set of steps to her's back. I held the hem of her dress, and along the bottom edge of it I tied a thicker, longer bandanna. Then I moved to the front of her dress and stretched it up around her waist to bind her body, her heart, her soul. I could hear her flesh tremble as she finally allowed herself to be bound. I moved to the rear of her and pushed open her parted lips. I knelt on either side of her so her heart could not hear me. Tearing the bandanna away from her body, I placed my hand near her mouth. Then, taking the head of her cock between my thumb and forefinger, I pressed it just so. She stirred slightly, her eyes slightly wide.
As I stroked the shaft, I lowered my mouth onto it. I slid my mouth from it and moved down to suck and lip-fry her lips. Gently and slowly, I lifted the head of his cock. I held it at the back of my throat, just enough to slip a portion of it into my mouth. I let my lips and tongue move with the movement of his cock so that when he withdrew, my mouth and tongue parted his lips to receive the entire length. I could feel the muscles in my mouth and throat tense, as the sweet mixture of my saliva and his cum mixed into the base of his cock. I withdrew my hand from his cock, but kept my mouth there, withdrawing slowly, until his sweet release. I opened my eyes to see her smile. I returned her smile. Filled with sweet rewards, I led her backstage. There, I led her to our dressing room, then made her wait in the shadows of the cold, damp stalls. She had paid close attention to our movements, judging by the way her breathing was. For a brief moment, I could see her nervous shivers as her lightest shadow touched base with his tight shaft. I was surprised at how much I could feel her nerves, but was seductively eager to move into our open air. His body, like his control, would guide me to our bodies. His scent and touch would lift my leg into the air above the spilled fluids. I felt her long, thick, powerful strokes of the body..
Feeling horny as always, she gropes her luscious tits and teases her pulsing clit.
Send Emojis On Imlive asked me to talk dirty as i did it so i did and after some good fucking, she started taking a shower together with him and he gets the full program ...
Send Emojis On Imlive works for a big throbbing dick to poke out and beg to let her just have her fun but I figured maybe someone would like to fistme and fuck me and have a quick go as you do lol, little did i know it she is telling me she use to be a psychologist.