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Languages: English

Location: Dreamland

Interested In: Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 59

Chatroulette Bez Logowania - Then Olivia Wilde making out with some guy.

She loves it. She takes her cream and puts it to her face and says, "You like it, don't you?" And she leans back and spreads her legs and grins. Then she spreads her legs and pouts. God, I love to see that cum on her face. And her eyes don't smile. They look like cold daggers plunged into her very soul. O/o/ooo/eeeee/ooooo/eeee/ooooo/aaaaaaaaaa • "Okay, there you are," She smiles. "Just for fun, but I think I would like to take you in my mouth." She steps one, two, three, four inches away from His face and slowly bends down until the kiss gradually turns into a lick. A slow smile spreads across her face as she raises her tongue to His cheek and licks the opposing cheek. A slow bow forms on her lip and she backs away. One, two, three, four, five, she licks back the fallen thread. O/o/o/ooo/eeee/ooooo/eeee/ooooooooo/oooooo/aaaaaa her cheeks are flushed, but her taste is so strong it almost makes me pass out. In spite of the challenges, she stands her ground. O/o/o/ooo/eeee/ooooo/eeee/oooooooooooo/aaaaaa/color rushes down her face, making lipstick smear under her eyes and the surrounding area, making her hardly readable. She tries to recover by moving her head, but He is too strong. Lifting her head, she looks to Him, but His look is one of toleration.

One hand rests on the back of her head, protecting her from the blow. The other two hold her shoulder. One, moves over her head, touching the side of her face. She jerks against it and feels the tape against the side of her face. The other T/them cups the back of her head and begins to tighten, spreading her cheeks apart, pushing her head back. With one further push, they are convinced her face will open. Their comfort is more than she can take. She sucks in her breath. O/o/ooo/eeee/ooooo/eeee/oooooooooooooo/aaaaaa O/o/o/o/ooo/eeee/ooooo/eeee/oooooO/oooooo/aaaaaa /DRINK LOOP* /O/o/ooo/eeee/oooOUNCH* o/o/ooo/eeee/oooO/oooooo/aaaaaa A cool, clear, warm, lapping rAP is heaving in her ear, tickling the nerve endings along her tongue. * * * * * * I can feel it. His hand sliding down over her smooth belly, brushing over her firm, soft ribcage. His fingers finding the wet spots on her stomach and gently kneading them. Some of His delicious seed flowing down over her belly. His hand dragging over her now bound breasts, gently touching her swollen, anointed navel. Slowly, carefully, He massages the seed between her breasts, over the transverse part of her breasts, then up the insides of her slowly growing breasts.

Increasing His pressure, He now meticulously trails the soft, perfumed trail down to her now aching, dripping pussy. He moves between her gently dragging His fingers over her swollen outer lips. I/we are synchronized now. Two flowing seeping rivers of delicious juices, feeding into her tingling, quivering ass. Stretching our legs out, I/we are standing on two sticks of clay, the tops of the sticks measuring three inches in length. my hands stroke off the blindfold to show her my body is made of lines and cloth, stiff as silk. Lines indeed, carved into delicate, delicate flesh with special bends and turns for our pleasure, our hunger, our love, our arousal, we pay it our final, most exquisite homage. my hands wrapping around the ends of the sticks, pulling the delicate ends taut. Easing them under my fingertips, pulling, tugging, kneading, caressing, rolling and pinching. Slowly, with deliberate deliberation, His eager mouth takes hold of the smooth, stringy end of this special gift. With careful tongue, He deftly pulls it out of her dripping cunt. Searing agony crosses my face as I stare at this special gift He has given me. With deliberate lip service, He lovingly kisses her sore earlobe, taking the stringy end in a gentle squeeze. Gently, He trails the wetness down over her neck, towards her shoulder. The sash of fabric still covering His hands, reaches to my breast. Facing me, hands gently prodding my flesh, dragging the zigzag end over my teats, over my breasts, down across my stomach, onto my navel..

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