Languages: español
Location: Departamento del Valle del Cauca, Colombia
Body Decorations: noting
Smokes/Drinks: ocassionaly
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: atletic
She loves how tight and limber her little feet are. With her mouth on her lovers cock she can sense when it's about to explode. Her sweet little cunt is soaking it's juices and juices are literally dripping down her legs. Her Master is at the window so he can film the entire thing. After he gets his reward she hops up and kisses his man on the cheek. The music ends, time for her to get undressed and she steps out of the limo. She throws his trousers and his boxers to the floor. She steps out of her own building and heads towards the stairs. When she gets to the top she stops. She looks back over her shoulder as she sees his dick stir again. She steps out of her way just in time to avoid him. She steps up, reaching for the window, and gets into the car. Driving down the road, her long dark hair sliding down her back. Her dress still in it's snap. She turns on her heel, and walks down the road, passing cars and pedestrians. As she gets to the top of the hill she backs up far enough to her window so it gets slightly more difficult for him to see what she's doing. As she gets to the top of the hill her skirt rides up her legs, the black stocking top covering her smooth round ass.
She steps out of the car, kicks off the shoe and steps out of the short skirt and garter still on. She removes the garter, and steps out of the dress. She steps out of the garter and slips out of her dress. She steps over to her mirror and puts on the bra, then the garter and stockings. She steps out of the dress and steps out of her matching stockings. Looking at herself in the mirror, she enjoys how she looks. Standing there in only a garter, stockings and bra, all made of silk. She is pleased that he made her his slut slave. The newness of the outfit is something she can handle. She likes the freedom of choice that comes from wearing something that isn't usually seen. She loves the freedom to wear what she wants. The mirror she reached for gives her cherry away. Her master is handsome and the picture puts him in fantastic position to make her happy. He's a quiet man, never speaking to her directly, just giving her instructions. She is yet to be overwhelmed. He's a giant compared to her 32'32" frame.
His impressiveness can be seen in his massive frame. He takes up very little room, and when he speaks to her, she listens attentively. She is grateful for that. They can be awkward for her. Normally the order to wear something sexy is to be handed down by her Master, but this order was different. It came from her Master. Sitting across the room from him, taking notes was a task he set for himself. He told her to put on the outfit he had sent her with a fancy dress, a gift from his brothel days. She puts it on carefully and wears it to the party. He tells her to put on more clothing to complete the outfit. She knows what to do. After dressing carefully, she puts on her shoes, holds the sash from her shoulders and carefully and wears them to the party. Her breasts are clear and firm, showing off her full breasts to the fullest. She's wearing stockings with garter and suspender belt. She pauses before each song starting with a light tap on her cheek stepping up to a light kiss. Her hair is held up by a braid on her head. A little bow is tied between her breasts to knock a little dust into her feathers..
I realized at the last second - just in time to talk Mr. Best Time To Broadcast On Cam31, the pool guy.
She pulls off her skirt and raise her sexy legs and bare feet.
I wore this outfit to the club house or fuck her into her face?