Languages: English
Location: Eastern Europe - Live in the States
Smokes/Drinks: No. Drink ocasionaly
Interested In: Men
Age: 33
Body Type: Curvy
He had never been touched in the erotic sense before. She led him to a booth in the corner of the room. He slipped off his clothes and slipped into the booth's warm, but unyielding, fire-proof booth. She had other plans. She had slipped him into her large nightie that hugged him to her bosom. She undid it slowly, slipping out the side zipper, letting the moisture from her body condense and travel down the insides of her legs. She stood him at the end of the booth, partially covering him with her body. He watched her breasts slide down his arms, becoming bra bustiers as they moved. She bent slightly, slowly taking his meat between her lips and, with two long, heavy strides, she pushed it down her throat, bringing him to his knees, balancing him on his toes. She put a hand around his waist, full of hot, sweaty sex. She delighted in the heat of his erection, a discomfort she raised her eyes to him, pleading, "Master, please! I am your slave! Control me, Master! I beg you." "Then you may begin," he said, motioning to her. She pushed a cigarette to the corner of her mouth and raised her hips to meet his. She fucked him savagely, pounding away at his aching flesh.
He watched in the back of his head, lost in the wild, unbridled passion of the moment. She started losing control. He could hear voices but it was obscuring. He could smell her muskiness as she rubbed her pussy tight and her thighs rubbed out from around his face. His erection was thick, reflecting the intensity of her arousal. She came with such force that he knew he would burst. He thought he would never see the splattering of fluids that covered his face. The splashing stopped. She raised a cigarette and blew smoke in his face. He closed his eyes and savoured the flavor of her smoke. He looked down at his own groin, a welts on his crotch from the blows of her hand. He felt a click, a click that he recognised as the click of a camera. He felt it come out of the smoke, hot and heavy.
He sat up, his body erect, and looked down again. He heard her slowly rubbing the photo of him on her pussy. She looked at him with a now familiar pair of eyes, a pair of intense, hungry, CRACK!! He raised his head to look. She drew him into a magnificent headlock, securing his wrists together with a tremendous grip on his hair. His eyes widened with shock, then opened to see her smiling, defiantly. "You do not look at me, slut." She said. "On this have I significance?" "Nothing. I will deal with it in due time." She let go of his hair and stepped forward. A crashing CRACK!! across his face. A wet trickle of blood trickled down his cheek. Another pair landed on his breast. He was surprised. The blow was heavy, the blood seeping it's way down the back of his neck, the air rushing in as he felt it strike his flesh..
Her boyfriend has to use every trick from the book to get this guy to fuck her pussy right in your lap before pulling your pants down and exposing a big throbbing dick to poke out and beg to be throated.
She felt a wet tongue licking her pussy before squirting her juices all over his acrobatic friend.
This bitch loves the interracial and can take a lot, but what about double cock action?