Languages: Spanish and write english
Location: space
Body Decorations: yes
Smokes/Drinks: 420 love
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: delicate
She can be as shy as many men. It can be an attitude that inspires fear in the other girl. Often it is the misbehavior of the unglad they that drives them to distraction. It can be a fear of rejection, of not fitting into the mold they wish. For some, deepthroating offers a fleeting thrill. For others, like this girl, it is a lifelong experience.The trade is like any other in that the more desirable the girl is, the less willing the slave is to follow the unspoken order. Often the verbal words get exchanged while a camera is mounted to her face. She has been told to cry out and beg forgiveness. Sometimes a purse is placed in the corner and the words "spank me" are scribbled on her arms. For other girls, the trade is complete, even if the physical items are not. Body parts are sometimes exchanged. Sometimes a girl finds herself used as a receptacle for a man's frustration. Sometimes the physical items are traded, but the girl remains bound and gagged until the telling of her failure, usually means the end of the transaction. This girl was shy and stoic while strolling through the mall with her girlfriends. She had once been unreasonably proud. Now she was practically a different person, but for some reason she wished to remain a slave.
Maybe it was the money or maybe the freedom to be used for hours in sexual situations, no matter the consequences, she once thought. She was wrong. After all, she'd only been with a handful of men. Now there were ten of them, and they were all demanding money. She was too nervous even to cry. Besides, her brash attitude appealed to the men, who tended to be smart-looking and handsome, and who were hungry for women like her. While talking with these men, she always ended up crying because of the sexual tension they all felt. Their reactions were like a drug. She'd find that she could talk to them almost anywhere, and they'd find her words almost any time. This girl had always been a tomboy even as a child. She had written her own history books, but what she read shocked her, but thrilled her. It was about sex and bondage and domination and submission. And the wildest thing was, it didn't matter. The drugs just made her more anxious. It was a highly charged state of being, one of so many that she could talk, but not to anybody, and it was an epidemic. Her older brother was the first. His father was an electrician, but his mind was so different, and his sexuality so immature, that they didn't appeal to her.
She tried to be normal, but she was vain. She found that her sexual tastes were more varied, and she was aroused by blood, than by clothes. She was terribly shy, even among women. She preferred to have a man play with her, than have a man tell her what to do. Part of her was very cunningly selfish, part of her was proud, part of her was self-effacing. Some call her Dark Elf, but most call her Dark Desiree. She was addicted to sex. She couldn't imagine a life other than that. She could see no other creative, fulfilling fate. * * * * * * I met my beautiful wife a few years ago at a birthday party for well-known writer Gay Snapchat Trade. I'd been out on my own but my friends insisted I join in with Gay Snapchat Trade and his friends. I was too embarrassed to hide my self-consciousness and flinched slightly when Gay Snapchat Trade began speaking in tongues. It was the first time I'd participated in a "threesome" sex game. A strong feeling of competition and excitement swept over me. I was lucky to have a strong strong personality and possessive people around the most needy parts. I was well known in my field, and Gay Snapchat Trade was a well respected writer..
It's true...encourage your wife in her 8th month of pregnancy.
She does this by stripping down and finishing herself off.
Enjoy witnessing sexy blonde beauty in black stockings with a nice body and a tight ass hole filled with sperm and huge messy cream in the face.