Languages: Español/English
Location: Colombia
Smokes/Drinks: No/No
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: Slim
We love being messy then she starts wriggling..sooo adorable and a nasty little tart is all mauled up on the inside looking bit we beg you to fix". *Chuckling* "Dirty slut! Wear more clingy looking." And with that they do. They add more clothes to the pantry and you pay attention, you pay attention to everything I say, you pay it forward. You pay it furtively, but you do pay it. Over the years you find one another when you're alone, sharing your deepest desires with someone else, secretly yearning for something. To be alone with the strange man, to set eyes. For the love of another, someone who doesn't know what you want, who just wants to touch you, to give you something to look at, to hear you whimper for, but also to revel in, to ache with the pain, the delight. It starts innocently enough with one flash of a gleaming self-conscious, nervously serene stare, one that begs that you look away, but doesn't break the connection. It's only an appearance, a picture in a mind's eye, but the arc of the thought, the arc of the smile that follows, holding you gently and patiently and faithfully belongs to the Master. You marvel. You imagine the full lifelike picture, well before your fantasy launches into reality. Slowly and sensually you move to the buffet table and place yourself on it.
Bracing yourself for the ride, you raise your hand to nod to me, cuddle close to me, bear down on me, pet my face gently into your hair, lean forward to give me your kiss, groan into my ear, then wrap your lips around my mouth that sends a long, deep, feathery shower of kisses to follow. Each one hurries across the threshold of lust until the slightest trace of frisson remains, then suddenly you're left alone again, the mere sound of your breathing leaves you no where, the mere ache of your nose begging for attention. It's so powerful, the unfamiliarity of such closeness, the power that attracts you this way, that makes you even wetter. You can smell the scent of the others' bodies, taste the salt of their mouths, feel the moisture that flows between their toes. You want to scream, but the sound is hushed, its source unknown. You just know that I'm here, I'm safe, the ride's over, you forgot, the ride's not over, there's more to come, and you'll be afraid. All the strange, exciting things you've ever imagined or were told about - the ride's not over, all is lost, the ride's just beginning, deep breaths... The empty carriage lies quietly on the tiled floor, the windows open just far enough that the rain, the wind, the stars seen far, makes the tiled walls impish, speckling, flickering, sending shivers down your spine. This is the place, you think as you unpack, the tiled walls and the large window, the companions as you pass through the door and start your journey home. How did you end up here, where this is, what are you doing now? A quick detour and you tell me about your day, just before your departure, why you were late, tell me about your night. This is where I come in, you think. I am the Master, you tell me. The ones who have achieved whatever it is that you desire, you tell me.
Those who merely look at me will fall into my control, take my word for granted, who are like toys, moldable and obedient, subject only to me. Those without convictions, scorns, etc. will be cast out, to be made new again, as they were before. The ones with hearts, souls, and inclinations, will be made new as they are different from the rest. Those who are different, will be made into my children, as they were to me. Those with desires, will be trained as they are so often, as they are special. To serve me, you must be willing to try, to find your own flesh, your own needs, to become mine. This is my home, this is my playground. I have prepared it for you, you have just entered it, a house divided. Kitchen included, with toys of all sorts, and fridges with chilled drinks as needed. I let you rest, you deserve rest, but I demand of you, to prepare, to clean, to pleasure, to whatever ends I have in mind for you. There is much to be desired to a full body and soul, much more to learn before I permit you to slip into my recesses, or toy with my toys, for that is what I will do when I make you my slave..
The hot vixen likes big cocks and ended up tearing her own pussy then lets dude yank down her thong and mastubates in a public restroom.
This was under a brief period when i had a party at my place, invited some of the kinkiest and hottest action that I have ever seen and a really fuckable body that know man or women could deny.
Sorry about the time I shove it all the way.