Languages: Spanish- English
Location: Colombia -- Venezuelan.
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 20
Body Type: Kinky
[Improvised by earpiece sound and CG sex][Crowd cheering and gestures of encouragement from audience][Improvised by CG sex and CG sex acts][Crowd ooze pre-cum and continues to cheer as the tension builds][Crowd gathers to kiss and suck the nipples of the male who is tugging on the lead of the female whose clit is being nibbled and pulled by a team of 47 men wearing the costumes of a transvestite circus. This transvestite team works the lead on her insides and the team regularly alters the course of the sexual activity! Even as the performers in front of the audience take turns fucking their fellow slave, they keep closer eye contact with her while she fights to maintain her composure as the pressure mounts on her nipples! "Okay my beautiful gay male, you may cum now!~My love, you may cum NOW!~" "OH YEAH BAA BLINNNG!" TANDEN FLAGGED HER FOR A WHILE AND YOUNGER SPLITTED HER LOADER OUT AND BLINNNG! YOUNGER RUNS AWAY WITH A BUNCH OF COCKS LIKE YOUNG, THAT ARE NEARLY POUNDING HER IN ONE OR EVEN WHATEVER! THE CHILDREN ON THE TEAM" "Mom, you may cum now. Mom, you may cum NOW." "YEAH BAA BLINNNG!" "Again and again, my little queer girl, your Mom is pounding! Her hips swinging in to the maddening. Her thighs tightening and parting with frenzied thrusting. Her body convulsing in spasms of orgasm! Her inner muscles aching for the release, waiting for her! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! And she couldn't get enough yet! Just as she climaxes, she passes out! Still partially clothed, she awakens to the crowd still applauding her, mostly silent. She takes a LONG, LONG, LOOKS over her shoulder and smiles at the people who had been "raped" during her long, gay fantasies. She sees THE SWOLLEN MASKVILLAIN, the expensive perfumed mask straining her from head to foot. There were no lights this morning, but a starlit sky with scattered clouds was partially visible in the half-lighted sky. Her hair, nearly white, was partially torn away from her face to drip around her body. Around her neck was a collar, only with a leash.
Her collar was wrapped around her throat, never buckled. Her, light pink padded collar with silver studs and loops at intervals along its length entwined it. Buckles were the last piece of her clothing to be put on her. As she looked around, her eyes scanned the room. She could see a framed, floral print, "WHITE ONLY FOR WHOM THE DOCTOR ORIENTED TOO" adornment, lying in a box next to a rotting coffee table. A large, wooden BBQ, fire smoking and bubbling on the fire, but otherwise unrecognizable. A white feather dangled from the edge of the roasted pork. This was the moment she dreamed of when she would slip into the darkness to kneel at the feet of her Master. This was the moment she would be known as his submissive. This was his, she thought as she sat back on the wooden floor. She could feel her naked, tender upper thighs being invaded by a strong masculine hands, a hoarse, "Hhhh, little whore" voice, lightly rustling the balance of the mug.
Two hands, both male, his own hands, now gentle, adult, use their rough strength to invade her sex, pry open her folds, and pull out the many sensitive folds of the woman's body. Two hands, large, unmistakable, hoary from years of handling refuse, enter her, suddenly kneading her tightly, overwhelming her senses with the strange smells and tastes. His mouth finds her clitoris, and he fondles it with abandon. She moans in disgust, feeling violated, repressed, turned on like a second class citizen in a school classroom. Another mouth finds her swollen, aching vagina, and licks with a twin gloved finger, cleaning her vagina with a savory, salty flick. There is another mouth, warm and probing, and she knows that it is probing her back door, even though she hasn't been penetrated. She is filled with a warm, afterglow that sets her hips a-throating. She can feel the swirl of excitement and desire in the air around her. She feels a great tingle and tingling throughout her entire body, making her heart leap. He returns to her vagina and her moans turn to cries of sexual gratification, both of them finding her so compelling that she can't help herself..
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