Scarlettbelle Streamate's Profile

Languages: English

Location: Europa

Body Decorations: No

Smokes/Drinks: No/on the holidays

Interested In: Women, Men, Trans

Age: 40

Body Type: Tiny/Slim/Petite/Amazing

Scarlettbelle Streamate - As for me, I'm dreaming to fuck her in the ass.

That's what her fantasy is." "Now as I'm sitting there, you told me to give myself head. So here comes my Master with a big smile on his face" "And I" "I'm going to give myself head Mistress. You will have complete control and I will give you the same." The look on Master's face was one of complete surprise. It wasn't just the routine paddling he enjoys. It was the fact that he was about to get something in return. "Oh gawd this is real good. I feel like I'm being turned on" "And you are slut. I'm going to make you mine by giving myself head" The look in his eyes was complete with his signature "RULES PLEASE" in reference to the head. The simple English expression that seemed to run through all of the men in the room summed up everything that was a Scarlettbelle Streamate from that point forward. He very carefully examined the many things that went in to his mouth. As he worked his way down she could see that everything had gone in. He was well built, about ten years younger than she. He was straight with a perfect circle of facial structure. His eyes never once glided to hers.

She wished she could study him more closely, but she knew that she wanted him. She wished she could see his soul. She knew how intoxicating it was to be taken in such an erotic way. She also knew how much this staring contest could make her desire rise. And the swelling ecstasy of the sight was all that she could take. He caught her looking, and smelled her from head to toe. He almost felt her body change sizes in response to his inspection. And as he bent down and so gently kissed her lips he knew that the feelings were real. The touch of her gentle fingers was enough to make her orgasm begin to rise, and with the utmost care he held her still. Waiting. While he bit and tried to investigate every inch of her. She felt his slight arms gently distending to grasp her; he heard her moan. He cautiously slid them gently upward to grasp her waist...and just when she thought that he could not let her go she felt him come to her. The burning shame washed over her like a strong wave.

He had never known an orgasm to be so strong, but he had also never known a woman to be so completely helpless. She had experienced mild pleasurable pleasure, but total lack of control. She tried to tell him how she felt. His hands, almost like paddled horses, brushed her silky hair back. His lips brushed against hers, she knew it was because he was she. He saw her eyes go to his, for the first time. She was so naive, so trusting. A sheen of sweat began to bead on her forehead, her throat was dry. His breathing so hard it might have been wishful thinking. She waited for him. She wanted him so badly...to feel his love, to feel his power. She knew that she would not have him for the time being, but she was filled with need for him. She would conquer him if he took her. He lifted the hem of her dress to the side and began to play with her clit..

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