Languages: español // ingles
Location: colombia
Body Decorations: NO
Smokes/Drinks: No / SI
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: Sexy
for real. AND MONEY! Remember YOURS? Again you move to the other end of the net. But this time you work backwards. so that the groom's hands are under the two women's tops. And you work from behind the woman's top, to the groom's shoulders. The groom's hands look down at the blonde and their hot wet naked breasts bouncing with the movement of the camera. You notice as the film keeps moving backwards that the blonde is flushed, and her puffy, wet pussy is now fully visible to you. This is such a turning point for me. I never imagined that I would find myself in this position. So many people stare at me in such a way that they actually become their own, as if they are looking at a piece of art. I find myself staring at these images, and also at the puffy pussy of the couple who's skirts fell around their waist. Their feet are in their seats and their hard hands grip the hem of the white dress. Until now, I had never noticed the blonde in the photograph, and I had never missed a photograph. But taken still, it's hard to miss the mark. The photographer appears to be standing behind his subject, or at least, so I assume he is. The woman is moving towards her feet as if she was deliberately faking her steps.
If you turn your head you can see the man's hands reaching upwards, towards her waist, towards her hips, towards her naked breasts. And you know the groom is looking directly into the camera's view. The result is a strange sensation: In your vision, there is now both the man and the woman looking directly at their camera. Their dress sense, their bodies react with their own sexual electricity. The mechanical arms of the camera move against the women's clothing, but their gaze is locked on the groom's. Their hands move deliberately over the nude body of the groom, touching, caressing and exploring with characteristic skill. Their black hands caress over the soft skin of his back. He groans softly. His passion rises. He reaches out with one hand, gently pulls at the strings of his passion. For a moment he looks down into the camera again, and then the sound of the glass breaking snaps behind him. Falling to the carpet, I gasp as I back into the sensations I have created in my body. As the champagne comes back to the glass, I roll over, and look to see my one remaining visitor. He is watching us, except when he moves away, I catch my breath. Sitting down quickly, He reaches for the chain that hangs from the entrance to the cellar. Looking down at the chain, he smiles.
The tension is relieved. Reaching out, he strokes my back. He touches the black mass of flesh that clings to his shoulder. The room is calmer. The sound of the glass soft against my back is all I hear. The groom returns, carrying the bottle of wine. He directs the two women to lie on the floor in the extended bed. And the sound of the glass is all I hear. Once more the weight of the bottle is shifted on the carpet. In the middle of the bed, there is the groom. She raises her head to me and kisses me softly on the lips. To the casual observer, it may appear to me that she is withdrawing, that she has left me. But she stays. Each of us remains. And still she watches. The tension in my body is reduced to a mild vibration..
If one pussy is not too hard to seduce the girl to look for!
They make out and rub their clits until they erupt!
She fondles her tiny tits until she cums.