Languages: español, ingles
Location: Bogota D.C., Colombia
Smokes/Drinks: yes /yes
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
I followed the other participants to the den. Their clothes were in order, and carried by a bag. I didn't know what was in the bag, but it was dark. After a few minutes, they all left. I did as instructed and followed the other woman to the den. There were two sets of play areas, one for men, one for women. There were two screens, one at 25 and 50, and a somewhat large dildo in front of me. There was also a large tub, full of soft ripples, in the basement. I was instructed to dress in my white camisole; skirt and blouse; sandals and boots; nothing else. I had never been so exposed in my life. Standing in the cool air of the den, with nothing to occupy my hands and staring out the clear blue window until I heard someone behind me, I felt a shiver run through me. It was only a dream, however, as I soon discovered. I turned my head quickly in the direction of the voice I had been hearing. It was the voice of the man I had been seeing earlier. A man who was completely submissive. A man who would give himself totally to me. I hadn't realized how submissive I had become until I was with a man.
A man who would do whatever I asked of him, without question. The more I thought about it, the more aroused I became. I had always been attracted to men. I had played with boys and girls, but my passion became undeniable when I was with a woman. When I was with a woman, the excitement was different. With a man, it grew only from the point of view of stimulation. Desire struck me like a bolt of lightning, and for some, it ignited with an explosive passion. It was the stimulation that made the point of sexual satisfaction elusive. A man and a woman, my submissive side and dominant side, secretly desired to try something new. Something that would change the way I thought about sex, and the way I interacted with sex. And, of course, it was the stimulation that would make the discovery of that elusive way possible. The more I thought about it, the more aroused I became. I began to feel the need to perform for my Master. I began wearing more provocative clothing. Long, silken skirts, clinging up in layers to my body, encased in scarves and straps, encasing myself in elaborate make-up. Jeweled, rope-like clasps and chains, adorned my body.
Long, silken scarves encased my breasts and pushed my full, firm breasts off my shoulders. I began to dress in elaborate, high-heeled shoes that went up my legs. The clasps and chains and Jewelry added to my exotic beauty. I began to grow bolder, my well-shaped body appearing more haughty and imposing. I grew short, growing my locks into wicked promisified tails that made my way through the crowd. Not daring to grow a letch, I cut my hair. Now fully grown, I stood before the Master completely, polished to perfection. The sight of me, as He saw me, was an enchanting one. I stood before Him, with His full attention on me. The air in the room swirls about, and in the air around us, and the breeze and the stars. The silence in the room is deafening. The Gentlemen have left the room. The room is off to one side. The Master's chair is far to the side. The excellent views are visible to all. The blindfold is placed over my eyes. My body shudders uneasily..
Before preparing the breakfast Its my turn to tease you when your least expecting and stick it to her pussy Inserting it in and then got into the action.
He finger fucks it to her mouth so as not to miss a drop!
This hot and horny Asian bird right here really getting into some kinky shit as you...