Carolwar49'S Cam49 Video - If you don't know who she might be?

Go to your gmail and type in your e-mail address: [email protected] [email protected] Text me, [email protected] Eyes? Yes. Cock? Yes. Hair? Dark. Blonde. 22 ft. 22''. Deep-red in a slim-cut circle-jacket. If I read your name correctly, it would sparkle like a ruby in the neck of the mountain. No vestiges of war paint my face, save for the tan lines of my rugged neck, down to my firm, broad shoulders, framed by shoulder-length black slacks and a fuzzy, tanned head. Hands? I touch you softly, and you are stiff and silent, if that is possible.

Mouth? We kiss and taste each other's lips, sharing our limited commonality. You are soft and exotic and tempting, but I know that I alone am capable of disappointment. I laugh and move away, leaving you splayed and naked on your bed, your clit red and swollen, awaiting my return. I don't even leave your side. You kneel before me and take my cock in your mouth. I stroke it until it glistens and then, without warning, I force my way into your warm gullet. With a deep-throated moan, I hear you gasp as waves of orgasmic energy rush over you. Then, in one huge last plunge, I feel your stomach contract and my thrusts swell deep inside you, until I feel you coming to a low edge. "Oh god!" you whisper, "Mercy! Please, Mercy! Mercy!" I only smile and chuckle, barely moving my thick member inside you. Your gasp is the only sound in my body. I feel a rigid large hand grip my upper arm and move it ever so slowly, raising your arm above your head and pulling your torso to a right angle for the thrust to take place.

In this position, my leg and hip motions are synchronized with my arm and hand motions, rocking you back and forth gently. You enjoy this feeling, but it takes a little effort on your part to keep rhythm with the moans and grunts from below. At last, my thigh and arm motions reach my head, releasing your head from the caress of my shoulders and neck. You shudder, then relax as I slowly stroke my fluid-based cockhead over your mouth and stomach. You taste my cum rising from my shaft and lips and tongue. "Ahhh!" gasps you, "Mercy! Oh, God! Mercy!" The tension is gone from you now. You shiver and lie still, not daring to move. I stroke myself gently for a moment, then lift a few inches and plunge slowly into you, carefully not missing. You are stretched open, deflated, and vaguely aware of the pressure you are under now. I begin to move again, this time on my right side..