Cam20 Asian Male Solo - She shows off her perfect body in sexy outfit.

Her eyes are a pale blue color and her hair is sleek and silky.Standing 21 foot 21 inches and a slender 21 foot 21 inches with shoulder length a-line seven foot streak up her arm and framing her gleaming twirled emerald lips.Her normally clean-shaven mound drips clear when the chill in the cold air hits. This man has a grace that defies description. Smooth and silky, radiating a natural sweetness. Something similar to the sinewy muscular legs that Rome people used to parade in. Something that makes one's knees weak with want. A thing that a man might have if he took the time to groom his slaves carefully and scrupulously. A thing a common man might have for a beautiful young thing. A little stronger than average for such a beautiful woman.And that is why she is special. Not only is she thin, she is also big. Bigger than average. And curvy. And sexy. A curvy woman doesn't just mean bust. Her bust line can be small, small but it always looks full and she is naturally small-faced. Which makes her all the more appealing.Big tits don't lie.

She knows them and loves them.Tiny tits don't exist just for the attention. They are beautiful and they always make me blush. Especially when they are curvy like this one. She practices what she eats out of the blue when she gets hungry and that's when she gets my cock. Oh god, it grows harder and harder. I don't even wait to get a glimpse of it. I nibble it and stroke it. Then I get down on my knees and start sucking it like a good little boy. Making me own her like this. Then I spread my legs to keep as much of it in me as I can. I look down to watch as her other hand slides up and down her thick creamy, curly hair. Her mouth movements are like a dancer's: soft, expressive, skillful and touch. Her eyes are wild and flicking fire as she looks at me. Sweet, warm amber eyes that guide my head. She allows me to look up into her eyes; to look into her soul.

My head follows her. Her soft hair falls around her delicate shoulders like a curtain. And to feel her smooth skin as her hand strokes my hair. It's a strange and erotic feeling. I can't explain it. It's a powerful combination of fear, anticipation, and raw, malevolence. She raises my head to meet her mouth. I open my lips to her and gently kiss it. Our tongues meet in a light kiss. My long hair falls around her waist like a crimson curtain. She kisses me back, her face flushed. She brings my lips to her again. And again. Into her throat. She gushes and my mouth comes hard, thrusting her tongue in my mouth..