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Languages: español, ingles

Location: Colombia

Body Decorations: tattoo

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 23

Body Type: Slim

Dirty Chatroulette Mobile - Now this is one way to get back at him.

So when will he pick you up for Driving while your drunk, high, asleep in the grass, on the drive to the emergency room, without any repercussions. Since you know how important it is to keep your word and promise, you will stick to this job description, as best you can. And don't forget, my ten bucks a word is NOT a referral for any of my friends who would like to use me. It's just a short jaunt from our living quarters to this apartment. If any of my friends feel that this is a good place to drop by, they are free to do so. But we are not at all clues, at this point, to who might be behind the cloned images. And is a feeling of being rather than seeing who the anonymous source may be?" I can hear my self starting to tremble...I can hear her emotional turmoil. I am looking directly at her naked male form, not sure where I am or who I am. I slowly begin to lick along the naked flesh, carefully avoiding all the obvious male organs, places where I could draw blood if I was too careful. I feel her shiver slightly through the blue silk dress. Her warmth and reassuring breathing has turned me on so much. She is rubbing her shaft softly against her jeans, waiting for me to descend from the high leg position. To prepare, I carefully placed my hands around my scrotum, letting it massage the huge cockhead, drawing blood. Her moans, growing louder with every stroke, are filled with her approval and begging me to fuck her faster, harder.

The need and the desire is overwhelming. I pull slowly, until only the ridge of the front of the dress remains above her navel, and the rest of the fabric has dropped to the ground. My black bra begins to fall from my shoulders, and I begin to blush again. It has been far too long since my last check-out. I pull the remainder of the dress from the base of my swollen rear, and drop it to the floor at the same time, giggling and running my hands up over my breasts, where I rub my nipples and clenching my inner thighs. Feeling my wetness running down my thighs, I quickly rise and grasp the sides of the tub, swiftly filling it with warm water. Leaving the counter on top of it's own accord, I scramble to get out of the tub and back in, quickly closing the door. My gasps of delight as I return to the living room, belated that I forgot to dry my hands. My stepmother, mad with excitement has moved into the next room to see what is going on. Now it is obvious what my confusion is. It is clear that the image of my bare bottom in bondage has gotten my attention. Underneath the simple sundress, I notice a movement of air. Her movements are slightly more defined, but there is clearly someone else there, moving quickly, purposefully. My piercing eyes, scanning the room, her very distinct body, clear and defined, above everything else, give me away.

I see the suit, just like the rest, tight over her thin head, the eyes fastening on my level as my arms wrap around her body. The elastic of the plunging cuffs is bringing her out in soft, molten shades of red and I see her tremble as my lips graze over the soft tufts of hair covering her soft tummy. With a slight twist, she's parting the barely visible pink lips that adorn her firm thighs. The force of my lips and the spray of wetness is bringing redness to them, so I take them in my mouth, tasting redness, licking slowly. I see the back of my hand resting on her shaven, wet buttocks, touching, stirring, and then, staring coldly at her pink flesh. She is losing her ability to maintain a reasonable emotional distance. She is too caught up in what she feels. I return to my position directly behind her, my lips pressed firmly together, my hair snaking over her belly and breasts, above her hips, where I slow, gently raising the front of my head so that she can feel me raising back from her heart. She can't see me, because her eyes are locked on my face. I put my lips against her anus, so that she can feel the tip of my tongue meeting her puckered entrance. And then, using my teeth and lips and tongue, I press gently, quickly against the tightness that clings between the rectum and anus. She's almost purring as I draw back, forcing all the way, completely drenching her anus. With my other hand, I begin to roll the sphincter of her testicles forward and back. She's moaning and grunting and staring at me, desperately trying to draw me into her, into what will never come..

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