Chatroulette Amigos's Profile

Languages: English

Location: DreamLand

Smokes/Drinks: Just sometimes be drank

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 18

Body Type: AMAZING 🌟

Chatroulette Amigos - For mostly having sex with a guy.

For being the oldest (well, 22 years old) in her class. She was close enough to Miss Chatroulette Amigos that she could keep her in that position if she had to. But as usual, she didn't. She went upstairs to the Bathroom, where she bent down and cleaned off her obvious sonja. She wore a short leather skirt, which curved up to almost extend the tops of her stockings. This was more like a thong, she thought, and she giggled at the thought. She let the shirt slip to the floor, then stepped out of it. She ripped her stockings off, then stepped out of her skirt. Now what she really wanted to do was get on her hands and knees and bend over the bath tub. Instead she decided to stay in that awkward position for quite a few minutes, while she played with herself. In the morning she was just as horny as usual, with no idea of when she might get her big spanking from the stock, or even from a paddle. She had an AMEX card in her name. It had several hundred dollars in it and was paid for out of a brokerage account.

She walked into the nearest Hooters, bought a beer and sat at the bar, chatting with a couple of drunken guys. When the meal ended, she paid the check, walked back out to her car and closed the door. Then she started to drive back to her apartment, even though her car had an open window. She was flying solo on Hooters everywhere she knew. She was wearing tight jeans and a clingy red dress. She barely held on for the parking space. She started her car and parked in the handicapped space. Once inside, she made her way to her bedroom and knocked on the door. There was no response. Her mind raced. Should she try to concentrate? Should she play it safe? Should she... Chatroulette Amigos had been at this party several times and knew every last one of the people in the house.

How many times had she knocked on this door? She answered the door. There was Chatroulette Amigos, a burly, loud, overweight, bad-tempered old coke collector. Chatroulette Amigos guessed that he was close to 50 and good looking, although his height had always been a problem. He looked like the sort of man who would throw a perfectly good fitting shirt on and ride off into the sunset in a private jet. His blond, sweaty eyes smacked across the large lump in her throat that she had never quite managed to get out. What she did know was that Chatroulette Amigos was probably very jealous. She could feel the high he set her throat. He was a little bit rougher, dressed in a dark silk robe meant for sluts. The black silk had never seemed to help against the bruising spanks of her morning wood. He was surprised that she had come to see him, and he had trouble hiding the grin that spread across his face. He opened the door. Chatroulette Amigos immediately dropped to her knees in front of him, begging to be spanked. "Master, please! I'm so sorry! I whipped your master too, didn't I? Master, please, I beg you to forgive me! I've never been in trouble and...oh, please, please!.

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