Location: East Africa
Interested In: Men
She kisses him passionately, then whispers in her ear, "will you be good this week?" He asks enthusiastically. "Masturbate for me!" She replies breathlessly. He begins to slide his hardening cock over her pert asscheeks. A slow smile crosses his features. "good girl, you make me so happy." He says. He slides his cock into her slowly and pours down the crinkled soft flesh. Teasingly, he tugs it all the way in, then makes his second attempt to fit all of his of his hot, thick cum into her ass. He struggles to hold back, to relax. But it is too late: the jolt of orgasmic energy from his fingers and the fingers of his other hand is too sharp for him to pull out. His hand reaches around and grabs the pair of hips. He is in deep trouble. He can barely pull himself out of the semi-heaviness of the knot. He groans as he tries to relax his muscles, to throw off the strain and the weight of his body. When he is able to, he lays still and waits. Her moaning, her pleading has him so aroused that he is willing to do anything, for she knows that she can count on him to keep her safe. His hands also reach up to cup her breasts, which rub against the fabric of his loosely tailed cloak.
He feels her nipples harden through the fabric, becoming very obvious through the fabric. He tugs the veil from her head, revealing her bright green eyes. His long hair falls in loose waves to the floor. She becomes aware of his presence behind her. She feels his smooth rough body pressed against her, and she notices his sweating. He draws a slow smile over his face. She can feel her nipples becoming increasingly erect. His hands pat her arms as he moves his body, so he may remove the veil from her eyes. She looks down and finds her hands free. She spreads her arms to gesture him forward. He strides three steps behind her. Her brown hair, pulled back in a giant Russian twist, forms a Russian curtain at her back. It hides her from the ugly strangers, but she winces at the incredible sight. His hand grasps her shoulder, resting on her bare shoulder. His large, rough hands tug the veil from her face.
She looks up at him in total surprise. She reaches out to touch his shoulder. He strokes it and then drops the veil covering her face until she turns her head to the side to look at him. She knows then that she is to wear the black scarf for the rest of the weekend. He guides her to a chair and pushes her down. She cringes, both from the cold sensation of the fall and the humiliation. He rises and she knows what that storm is bringing to her. Her hands are balled up into little fists. He pulls her legs apart and ties them to the arms of the chair. Not letting her get away, she lays this way. He pauses for a moment to remind her that this is only one side of the falling curtain and that the other side is expected to slide easily into place. He then stands there, fingers of frost coming through the air, moving toward her thighs. She groans. He sets to work at easing the way between them. When he steps between them again, she can feel his icy fingers caressing her over the top of her thighs. He goes to the front of the chair and pinches one of her breasts hard..
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Her wet and tight orgasm - i love it eveytime she does it!
She isnt too experienced with big dicks use her like the wanna use her.