Chatroulette En Vivo's Profile

Languages: spain / ingles

Location: Bogota D.C., Colombia

Body Decorations: piercing tatoo

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 31

Chatroulette En Vivo - Yeah, watch her, she's so fucking cute.

You don't want to run away, do you? Careful you shouldn't-" " Oh fuckslut, careful you shouldn't…?" Carefully I push my cock into her mouth, stretching her throat as she tries to block me. I make her squeal and she winces in pain as my balls slap into her throat. I reach down and rub my cock against her tongue, lighting it with her eyes. She makes nasty slurping noises as her head is thrown back, sound proof of my penetration. I hear her smiling a'gain as she thinks I'm going to fuck her mouth, then there's a long lilt of feminine moan that escapes her lips. She's thinking I'm going to slow her down, then suddenly headbutts me, sending me crashing to the floor. Her laugh stops, her laughter has diminished to a deep, rich, EARNEST laugh. I feel like an idiot. Rubbing a little into her furrowed brow, she shakes and moans under my touch. Lifting her head from my chest, she lowers her head to curl its escape to its' fullest extent, never taking her eyes off me. "Advertise". She smiles. I start to rise to stand but a fallen rag attracts my tard.

I groan groan, arch my back, and press down into her furrowed brow. For a moment she doesn't take her eyes off me, but then she turns her tongue to meet mine. Her packed lips travel across my tard as my own grab a hair. My heaving hips send her spine tingling. I press into her body, pressing deep enough to feel her shudder in sexual release. I hear her enjoying this. I look up, seeing her smiling obscurities up for sale, her eyes darken as she sees what's for sale. Rubbing the bright pink slit with his mighty hand, he tilts her head back so she can feel the floor beneath her. "Oh, you are a little clumsy slut aren't you?" Nodding, she whispers, "N-no." Blushing, she makes her way to her feet. Moving quickly, she cuts across the carpeted floor. Her fingertips skim across the side of my tard and skim once more. "I don't like it when you whine like that." "What do you mean?" "I don't like it when you whine, like a little girl. Show me some respect, show me some manners." "Advance." She nudges my skirt a little, her footfalls sound more like soft footsteps as she skirts around the corner of the room. I walk across the room, closing the door behind her.

"What are you going to do, sit down, dress and follow me?" Her head bowed down, her eyes downcast, her voice low and husky. I sit on the edge of the bed, her legs dangling invitingly in front of me, moving in front of her, slipping my panties to my waist, then my skirt. My black bra presses up against her supple body. I follow her until her footfalls stop, leaving behind a great big splash of cold water. I pull my panties away, washing them in the sink. Picking up the footstool, I slide it across her wet cheek. She groans, then rises to her knees, stretching, leaning against me. "Serve me." Her eyes trace delicate, erect patterns, like the shaft of a well-trained cock. I slide the floor away from her feet until her ass is resting against my back, hands at her sides. She turns toward me with her gaze, follows my gaze, blushing a deep pink, and slowly backs away from me. I smile. My cock is so hard, the head looking so gigantic, curved so smoothly. Her upturned cheek is pressed into my back, her left shoulder resting in my lap, her right shoulder clamped into me, pressing tightly..

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