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Languages: silence ..body language

Location: step ahead of you....

Body Decorations: tattoos

Smokes/Drinks: light smoke /occasional (champagne and red wine )

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples

Age: 99

Body Type: 169-170 cm who eats a lot of cheesecake and sweets :), build to be empress

Camgirl Machine - Nobody was here to pay the pizza guy.

You'd be surprised what few we actually paid." She pulled her leather pants up over her head, and flopped them down, showing off her full tits and perky pussy. "Dammit, She told me to wait. She knows I like my men to be dressed this way. So, I figured I'd wait a bit." She jumped up slightly to give me a better view. This made her cunt more obvious around her pussy plug. She pulled down the material on her skirt, and let it fall to the floor. She stood on her tiptoes, then gyrated in front of me so that her rounded middle was on my face. She dropped her skirt to her knees, then slid her hands forward over her hips, pushing her panties to the side so that her panties barely covered her crotch. She let them fall away, then re-crossed her legs and stepped around in front of me. This left me to wonder what she was up to. She began to tickle her cunt, sliding one finger in and out, using her smooth skin to excite herself. She cupped her balls in her hands, squeezing them gently. She began to grin, then her eyes got serious. I watched in amazement as she laughed, then slowly pouted, then inhaled deeply. She lowered her crotch, then stepped over, then shuffled back around to stand in front of me again.

I stared in disbelief as she leant forward, then slowly lowered herself onto my face. She reached around me, and grasped my ear. "Lift up your dress." I did. She pressed her body against mine, and as she did so, she slowly moved down my body, pressing the curve of my stomach between her breasts, the firm tops of my thighs, and then her arms over my shoulders. She dropped her shorts, then panties, then moved up her body until her shorts were gone. Her skin, silky soft, hugged my face. Her swollen labia were glistening, as were her swollen clitoris and thick pussy lips. She laughed, then moved her face up to my mouth. She smelled sweet, like her pussy, but I could not place it in this city. It must be far beyond my wildest dreams. She bent down, then licked her lips and then slowly slid her tongue against the sharp tip of my tongue, pressing it over her lips and up into her mouth. I pushed down, straining to press my head as far into her mouth as possible. She moaned, feeling my mouth move away from her pussy, but soon resumed, relaxing her grip and moving her head forward to meet my mouth. I sucked her labia, then her clit, licking and nibbling, keeping my mouth tight around her mouth. My tongue probed over her, then caressed her, then kissed her.

She withdrew, her breathing deep and ragged. I began to kiss up her mound, then one finger cupping her clitoris. She stopped, straining away from my hand and face for a moment. She lowered her hips, and I could smell her arousal. She was so wet around my fingers, so swollen with lust. I pressed her clitoris against my mouth, hard. She moaned, arching her back, but did not move away. In fact, she began to kiss up her mouth, her head falling onto my ear. She supported my face, straining to press closer, feeling my lips kiss her mouth, her neck softly brush my ear, then down her neck. I reached for her collar, but she pulled away. "Leave it on. I will come for you, when you want me to." she said, her voice thin, her body still very hot and wet behind the collar. "I will only leave it on when you are ready." she said, pleased. I moved to kneel in front of her, looking into the soft teal bruise that criss-crossed her breast. I knelt slowly, letting her time pass until I felt her movement begin..

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