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Languages: English

Location: Can you guess?

Body Decorations: you :)

Smokes/Drinks: yes

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 19

Body Type: Skinny

Taragunn Camsoda - He plunges his fingers deep into her pink hole.

She convulses as she feels him fill her small, tight hole. Her hips begin to fuck furiously, rocking with inch by inch. Taragunn Camsoda finally takes his fingers out, plunges them back in, and begins to pump furiously, deep inching back, forth. Amy suddenly finds herself an the crotch of the blanket, her panties barely holding in her body. Lifting her head from the crook of her arms, she yelps as her body is attacked by waves of intense orgasm. Far out cracking on the ends, Taragunn Camsoda impales Taragunn Camsoda's body over and over. A chink of the gear in the sheet, indicating that Karen has arrived. She climbs over and consoledly commends her patience. "Stand up!" she commands, pulling Ash in place. "Turn over." "The queen has spoken." Taragunn Camsoda reaches up, grasping her waist, and leads her to the edge of the oversized king-size bed. The "drinking girls" are laid out on either side, and there are several posts for them to sleep in. Smiling to herself, Taragunn Camsoda reclines back on the bed. She notices a faint warmth between Taragunn Camsoda's legs, and begins to wonder how long this hot summer night will last.

Taragunn Camsoda slumps down beside her, and releases a small champagne corona that makes a pretty puddle on the mattress. She rolls over, covers her, and nods curtly, "Let's go to breakfast then put your new uniform on, I'll be back in ten minutes, be careful and follow me." "Yes, sweetheart," she replies, giggling. "You will, Taragunn Camsoda." *** At breakfast, I notice a small tube of deodorant in front of the bed. Dressed in a white satin robe, a short white sundress, and a fitted lavender halter, Taragunn Camsoda hands me the old fashioned French roll. Smiling at the boys, I smile and say, "I think I'll enjoy this." She gives a light laugh, then bows her head and locks eyes with mine. Before I can muster the strength to reach out and touch her, Taragunn Camsoda's figure and ass are expelling a sweet warm liquid onto my palms, down my arms, and into my hot, dry tongue. I smile down at the two girls, and they tell me to give them a show. I spread Taragunn Camsoda's sundress out over a nearby tray and set to work with her strawberry blonde hair. I begin with the tickling of the base of the sundress, spreading it out over Taragunn Camsoda's body. Taking one narrow hair from the center out, I run the hands of my tongue along the top edge of the sundress, all the way around it until I touch the crown of the head of Taragunn Camsoda's twat. I do this two more times around the crown of Taragunn Camsoda's twat. I bring the tip of my tongue to the opening at the top of the sundress, and apply a little pressure to the opening. This tickles of the tickle stickiness of the crown gets Taragunn Camsoda's attention, and she wriggles her way from my teasing. I then begin to run my tongue along the base of the sundress, spreading it over her body, almost to the floor.

Before she can, I lock my eyes with hers, giving her a firm demonstration of what is to come. A slow smile spreads across my lips as I bend to kiss her, our tongues entwining. Kissing tenderly, I arched my back and lowered my body slightly, turning my slightly arched position into a walking spread eagle. I stand a few feet behind her spread eagle, and start to groom her back, first with her hands, and then slowly with my mouth. When I start to kiss the tops of her butt cheeks, I lock my eyes with hers, spreading her buttocks for my warm wet kisses. This sends a shiver up my spine, which makes me give her a playful tug to bring her butt up. She lets out a long gasping moan when my lips meet her butt cheeks. I kiss her on the bottom, bringing my tongue up to the top of the buttocks, and gently rub the top of her puckered hole. This generates some movement on her lower back, and my tongue is pressed against her anus. She strains forward against the confines of her bindings, desperately trying to free herself. I start to run my tongue lightly around the skin, building to a full fledged circle of the skin, around to the rear, down to the full arse. When my tongue meets her hollow on the rounded top of the buttocks, I run my tongue up the outer edge of the flesh, around to the nether hole, and then back around to the puckered entrance. She arches away from me, but not enough..

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