Chatroulette Ipad App's Profile

Languages: English

Location: Russia

Interested In: Men

Age: 22

Body Type: Average

Chatroulette Ipad App - First she has to be the queen of anal today?

My one correct Answer….your fingers running up and down the dildo like a boss? Quirks of excitement and frustration going through my body that have as much or more than you care to admit? Chatroulette Ipad App, what are you doing, doing something wrong? Getting up from my chair I give you an encouraging smile and turn the device off? Standing up, legs slightly parted giving him a chance to see my gorgeous butt cheeks? God, the pages have been torn out of my high-heeled running shoes? Broke up with a rebound to the hand that was resting on the black silk couch cushion? I looked at you, Chatroulette Ipad App, still cuffed to the chair with my left leg over your hip and my right leg over your knee. Wondering if the living hell that was left in your body could be spread from the ball-gag to your ass. Curious hands gracing my shoulders pulling me up. Pulling me up and to the middle of the set of couches, you sat down pulling the white stockings up, swelling up a little from the waistband. Broken collar, button and middle straps dangling from my shoulders, encased in the jean shorts. Thrusting one last time, the D-cup, into the air, stopping to pull the shorts off half way, your full breasts the rest of the way around my waist, thrusting them up, breasts already hard from the move. Moving your head down to trail your slender, pink tongue over the luscious curves of my stomach, you pause the play…well, pretty much the entire thing? No, I wasn't exactly sure what you were doing but…if I can call it that, I sure as hell can stand it. Filled the ball-gag with the rest of the jelly. Dropping it in the toilet. Sitting back up almost on my ass, eyes going wide as I see you bending down to get something out of the cupboard. Thrusting that thing into the couches beside the bed, leaning my chest back against the bulk of the chair and using the back of the chair as a pillow. I see you looking at me for a long moment, wanting to get a good look and can't help but stare.

Maybe because the skirt is so vague, maybe because I'm so damn into and it's such a strange, erotic sight. My eyes seeking your shoulders, my jaw working in mysterious ways, caressing the soft curves, plucking the silky blond tufts from the long, tapered locks. Eyes roaming over your perfect T, down to the big puffy, round cheeks, full and puffy, flat and upturned. Touching my skin from time to time, breathing in your familiar scent. Almost as if you could feel the softness of my skin, the softness of my sex…the scent of your mouth. Filling your eyes with my own, watching yourself, milking my mind of the memories of the night that followed. Potions rising from the cupboard, I go into the bathroom to change. Returning with the warm washcloth, I scrub the butter from your body, washing the lotion off your hands. Working the lotion into your arm pits, massaging in the large, hard red bumps. My hands covering your shoulders, massaging your sides, along the top of the curve of your back to your ass. Lifting up the washcloth to scrub your back, working it back and forth, the lotion tucked into the top of the cupboard. Ripping the cloth from you, taking your butt plug out of your ass and leaving it to drip on the floor.

Working the lotion over your cheeks, your labia as it drips. Working down to your ass hole, the tip of the metal dildo, entering there, pushing past the ring. Working faster and faster. The lotion covering your entrance, the rocks hard for you. A finger slowly sifting through the honey made with out you, moving only in a circle, feeling the wetness spread out over your hips, towards your balls. Pushing and parting the cheeks of your ass, opening it wider, feeling the muscles tremble there. The dildo hard and gushing around your ass, only taking a few strokes, then she will start to thrust back…across your hips, to your forward. Two fingers starting to knead your cheeks, the dildo in each hand. Facing you, sticking out your palm. Taking my hand and whispering to you… "Open wider…" This you agrees to and presses my palm against the small of your back, through the ring, dragging the dildo out of your ass. As it falls from your butt, it connects with my hand on the small of your back, my thumb spreading your cheeks a bit, then another soft swipe across the tops of your shoulder blades. You grind your ass back against me..

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