Languages: English
Location: fallow me
Body Decorations: Tattoo
Smokes/Drinks: no
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 22
Body Type: Slim
She feels strange standing there because her head is tilted back and her eyes are closed. She is totally in awe of this dildo. The warm oil on her ass makes her quiver nervously. The sight of it makes her cheeks slick. She hasn't moved away from it's attention, her eyes still closed. It's oil is invisible now, entering her slowly. Her breathing rasps in the confined room. She has been touched with it, touched by it, tasted it. Her hips begin to move, trying to force away the feeling. She feels a collar put around her neck. She stifles a moan, trying hard not to make contact. The collar feels cool against her. She knows it will make her surrender to it's discipline and she relaxes as she is harnessed. The pulling is abrupt, shocking. She stifles a scream, knowing he can hear it. She makes that mistake many times, making the cuffs click against her. He notices, pauses, but leaves her silence.
She gasps, startled by the muffled sound. She feels a rope come around her neck, untiev. She is released from her bonds, moaning lightly as the coarse rain seeps into her ears. He laughs a low moan. His scent is in the air, he can sense it. It is a mixture of tropical, tropical, and French, but she can not identify which. He knows the mixture is intoxicating. The fabric of the collar feels like soft, warm ocean water. It's cool, almost cold against her heated skin. He steps back, chuckling. She senses his presence in the room. His body draws near hers. Sweat has formed on her forehead. Dampness collects around her. A carnal aroma rises from her caressed skin. He is larger than most male cocks, and she knows he is.
Huge, hard, and yet tender in his make up. She takes a small step back from him, intending to apologize. He turns her to look at him. In profile, he makes her appear small, even dainty. But stomach rumbling and her delicate fingers tugging at the rosy tips of her breasts. She should be pretty, but she isn't. Her long eyelashes are high, tempting, but they drag on the lids. She is frightened of what he will think. Her hands, on her arms, still tugging on the arms of the collar, keep moving in the restraints. She becomes frantic. The sound of the rain against the window releases her long suppressed moan. She rolls away from the window, collapsing onto the sofa. She is sprawled out, her legs and thighs exposed to him. He watches, giddily, as she faints against the rough fabric of the leather couch. Dampness collects around her. She becomes dizzy. She feels his huge hard cock looming over her..
She then sits back in the jizz biz!
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