Chatroulette U.S's Profile

Languages: English, French, Latvian

Location: Riga, Latvia

Body Decorations: Piercings Tattoos

Smokes/Drinks: Nope

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 18

Body Type: Curvy College Girl Papi

Chatroulette U.S - Watch her as she strokes her tight pink anus.

Once she's relaxed, she will be good to go." She made herself good and relaxed and put the whip back on the rack. She got on her hands and knees and crawled under the bench, quickly stripping her. All she needed was to put on the pair of clothes and her skirt. Jean sniffed approvingly of the way he was glistening with her mud. There would be a lot of wet food for Chatroulette U.S and Chatroulette U.S to fry and the young couple's combined pussiness would make this a very tasty dish. She kissed her way from my pussy to my back, slowly and thoroughly, spreading my thighs as her nose pressed the crook of my ass. A quick squeeze of her tongue brought me to a more constant moan and she returned my wide-eyed smile. "Good girl." She rewarded my appreciation with a long, soft kiss on the back. "Wider!" I was only too happy to agree and Chatroulette U.S's delicious tongue followed her mouth's action to join my own. Just as I was getting fed up with the deliciousness of her sister, I felt Chatroulette U.S start to shudder. She sat up and to my surprise, pulled me to my feet with a grunt. With a flick of her skirt, I was at the very edge of the bench. Angrily, I glared at her for dawdling. She laughed, reminding me that I only had to make a movement if she wanted to. We were tangle and I could feel my nipples almost touch the bench.

She quickly unbuttoned my skirt and pulled it from my shoulders, before I even had a chance to turn my back and scream. "Turn around, slave!" she commanded. And I quickly did. The rack was attached to both our wrists and the bench was in front of our eyes. Chatroulette U.S slowly trod on my ass, catching the skirt, before she climbed over me. She was certainly not flattish but I had to really lean forward to fight her. She was surely going to take out the butt plug soon. "Hands above the head!" she said. The two of us were holding on, arms above our heads, somehow. I felt the hands caressing my ass as she pointed towards the ceiling. There was a narrow strip of wood between my pussy and ass. Chatroulette U.S and I had undressed each other, but she had kept her top on like her full breasts. My butt was barely large enough to seat my full breasts. My legs were slightly parted and my pussy was dripping wet.

I felt my skirt being lifted, which made the cleft of the bench more noticeable. I could see a hand roughly caressing my pussy, teasing the honey pot that was slowly rising in the cleft. Very slowly, perhaps, I was being touched. I nearly leant towards it, but Chatroulette U.S stopped me. "Move." she commanded. I jerked forward because I was jerked back to the party. She moved one step closer to my pussy. Her tongue traced a line down the centre of my spine. My knees gave way, and I slumped forward, my skirt pulled up, my ass raised for her delight. But she had not gagged me, and I felt her hand caressing my ass, moving over me, and her fingers shuffling over the wetness between my legs. She seemed to grin at my reaction. She moved away from me for a moment, and I could hear her moving around the room. I felt her hand against my back again, in the cleft. One hand moved towards my ass, and she turned it, giving me a firm whack with the palm of her hand. Chatroulette U.S said, "Don't be so rough, You don't want to be punished do you?.

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