Wild America Snapchat's Profile

Languages: English

Location: Behind your back

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples

Age: 23

Body Type: high 164 cm, tits 38B, eyes blue

Wild America Snapchat - Meanwhile they are being filmed.

Her Master's cock, swelling, drenched. He is moving at a furious pace, while she, wearing his jacket, hangs by a threadbare loop from the side of the house. As his breathing steadies himself, he pulls her head back and releases the clip hanging between her shoulder blades. "Damn," he says, his cock now thick, throbbing, and sounding as if it were very much alive. "She is a little tight from now on, from now on Wild America Snapchat," his lower half shifting as he lifts her head. His hips now pumping hard and heavy into her open pussy. "I gave you the order. She will wear the cuffs and collar, but she will not cuddle with you. Do you understand?" her head lifts in surprise. "I do, thank you." He stops suddenly, his breathing fills the room. "Untie her." he says, his voice a deep sigh. He turns and reaches for the hosiery from the shelf. It has been a while since he has bothered to tug the material. His hand lightly caresses her ass cheeks. She stiffens, surprised at the force of his tender fingers.

He continues moving his fingers in and out, side to side. His pounding heart is now beating so wildly that she can no longer stand it. "I am going to stop now, and just fuck her until she cries out," he says. He pauses and pulls a length of his rope from the shelf. He sees her eyes roll up and her pussy begins to convulse. He runs his hand over her smooth skin. He lightly rubs away the excess oil. He draws her up to her knees, allowing her to kneel on the floor. She takes his hand, reaching into the bottom of the dress, she opens the top, sliding down he places a button on each side, just as he is about to put the cuffs on her, she looks at him, "No." He removes them and kisses her deeply, then walks away. They continue kissing and moaning as their hands find their way to their cocks. She is so wet that he knows she is about to cum. She whispers, "No, Master, please, please, I am going to cum," to him. He looks into her eyes and nods, encouraging her. She looks into his and winces in pain as her eyes grow wide. He puts his hand between her breasts and softly rubs her nipples.

She winces in pain again as he puts a smaller, but equally powerful button on the other side, sliding it aside the clothespin. She turns her head to him, to him again. "No, Master, I will not cum. I want you so badly, but I can't let you cum." she says, her red cheeks just mounding. "Stand up," he says. She stands up, her cheeks showing her pain. He places a boot underneath her, lightly runs the leather across her ass, and crosses to her right, still using the cuffs, as the boot is wider than the cuffs close up. He puts the boot of his foot between her ass cheeks, just above her pussy lips, touching her hole lightly. He steps back to watch as she spreads her lips, releasing the whip from the top of the dress. He moves to the left and starts to whip her ass. He watches as she sucks in her breath, her eyes begging permission. He rolls her onto her stomach and pushes her down to the center of the back. He gets a good look at her bulging pussy, looking at her scars and the blackness around her lips. He takes one knee and puts his free hand between her ass cheeks. Again she sucks in her breath..

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