Languages: español
Location: Bogota D.C., Colombia
Body Decorations: no
Smokes/Drinks: no/si
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 23
Body Type: Slim
She was as shy as a Bambi. But she was pretty and cute and we liked that. If she so much wanted to take a ride with a kitty we would let her. But, I could see how this play thing between these two ladies might not work. She had already had one solo session with a guy, so no hitch in her plans to get another. No problem with that, we were getting her onto us. The club was fairly empty and we gave a pass to both of these ladies. I pulled into the club's parking lot at about 20. She gave me a couple of broads before we dispersed. I stopped the car, got out, and jumped out. She gave me her bike key. I went inside. My Master was nowhere in sight. I unlocked the car door and mounted the back of the car. I had to force myself to relax because of all the testosterone on this guy. He must have seen me because he said, "Hey, you're one hot girl.
Let's go somewhere where it doesn't smother our show." As I closed the door and locked it, I literally jumped out of the car. I hid in a tangle of limbs until he came in. We went inside the club. It was dark. I felt claustrophobes as the exposed plastic of the first floor made my skin crawl. There were tables, tables, everywhere. I hid in a post like a back alley. Eventually, we got into the building's lounge. My Master said it was a bachelor's apartment by day but at night it was their playroom. My Master ordered me over to the table. I pretended to slump over it as the cold air made me shiver. My soft, puffy nipples were begging for attention. He looked over into my eyes and smiled. He slipped a finger around my round, shaved pussy. The look of pure lust that he saw had me moaning and squirming.
He slipped another around my shaft. I moaned against the sweet, soft mouth. He knew what that smile felt like. He slipped another around my waist. My Master pulled me to my feet. He ordered me to lie across this barstool. He looked down at my ample breasts. He noticed that I was very embarrassed by the whole situation. "Little girl, do you know what this means?" He said firmly. "Yes Master." I replied, my embarrassment overtaking me. He laughed and made me squirm. He instructed me to bend over this barstool. I bent over, almost tripping. He sat down, pulled my hair and directed me to my hands and knees. I felt the hot, stinging nylon of the crop on my ass crack. He then commanded me to spank myself..
She plays this slave like a musical instrument the way he strokes his massive fat cock.
The movie is a classic BDSM damsel in distress with a beautiful body and shares it with the older crowd.
Here is my 30 year old married slut, tries to give me some head.Kind of art filmy here so bar with me.