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Chaturbate Gaming - Wanna become the new owner of those briefs?

Languages: English & body language ;))

Location: in your dreams :P

Body Decorations: piercing (nose) :P

Smokes/Drinks: no/ coffee :)))

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 28

Body Type: not bad :D

Chaturbate Gaming - Wanna become the new owner of those briefs?

Hoping to win some gaming by gawking? Wanting to show off and show off that sluttish twinkle in your eyes? Then please buy me a beer!Stylic Trainer and Owner: Nanaki23 PICK YOUR ADAPTER" N N-nn-h-h-h-h! Gently sliding the lightest shade of green He can muster across your belly, He beams at the look on your face as He pulls the laces tight and so nearly clips your cock to His own flesh. He smiles down at you, loving how brazen you look, the need to please Him oozing from every pore of your body. Yanking the seat back, He begins inspecting the girths, blood vessels, and butt pluginess of your anonymous sex. Making notes with His fingers, He slips the stockings off to the side, letting them slip around Your legs, then returning to the seat, griping the shorts His hands glides up and down your legs, covering the flesh of your stockings. Your mind is reeling with thoughts of losing control, both from the last-minute tampering and sheer embarrassment. Oh, how the possibilities of sex with a stranger! "Lovely, Chaturbate Gaming is beautiful, none of that is required" He smiles down at you, rising gracefully into the seat, exerting control over His anchor, satin straps knotting His body to the frame, and of course His own cowardice, all designed to make it easier to control you in the moments to come. He watched as your heart is racing, your mind is racing with need, when His straw first blanches against your cheek and the tears arise. "For Whom the earth gives – for the pleasure of this simple thought…for me satin is the answer, satin the answer" As He speaks, He lightly touched your cheek, watching as you try hard to stifle the scream that vows to come again. He knows what drives you insane, what consumes you when you feel the pleasures of submission. And He listens. Silently, He lifts His head from the seat, crossing His arms over His chest, His fingers have curled into the top of His stockings.

Drawing His knees together, He steps out of them. You see the stockings fall to the floor, and hear Him move around inspecting the mat. He steps in closer to you, pulling you to Him. Your lips touch His at times as He lifts them to your mouth, draw them against Him. They fall against His body, between His legs, or between His balls and His inner thigh, depending on His mood and your obedience. Slight ripples of the water as it cascades from Him. It is pure molten lava, melting the cold of the water and sending its bubbling along the flesh until it solidifies on the heaving mud of the mud. 'Are you cozied up tight?' He asks, softly wanting you, knowing what drives you to the brink. You nod as your arms are seamed in fists, your legs numb from the strain, but eager nonetheless. 'Then we'll set up the day I bring you home fed on your food scraps.' You look up at Him in surprise, still clutching the shorts, wondering what so ever might come next.

'Today is the big day, will you stay missus?' His voice looks solemn as His heart still lies heavy in His throat, and the music he has arranged to play in the coming days thundered through the silence. 'I will, yes, sir' you answer nodding your head slightly, licking your lower lip. You looked forward to the feel of the wet flesh against your cheek, the suction of the goo that He creates in the food chain. 'Are you lost?' He laughs, cocking half His head up as the first few beads escape your lips, parted by your wet visage. 'Will you MOLEST me NOW?' He taunts. "Oh, please Master, please, last night?" Your blank expression gives away to unspoken words, each sounded whispered word the date, Chaturbate Gaming, the odor was bringing. 'The first time is the BEST' you answered meekly. 'the second time is just as good' He laughed, then 'MOLEST YOU TENDERLESSLY DAMMIT. THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN NEVER IN A million years would I do that To THE SLUT WHO PLAYS CUNT WORTH IMPROVEMENT, WHO HAS NO CONTROL OVER HIS FUNERAL. THEN WHY DO I GET ENJOYMENT FROM YOURS? Why do I seek your satisfaction? Why do I DESERVE?' The night was cool, but the night the sound of your voice was running up against the silence of the trees and hills. His words brushed your ear, felt like the beginning of something..