1016 live insex

Dec 142024

Release Year: 2022

A pal gave me his phone number weeks ago. "Call him. Just call him," hottie said. I’d stopped dating. It wasn’t the man. Well, maybe a little. "Look, I’m over ‘relationships’ for the moment. I just crave to be by myself for awhile. That’s all." My comrade shrugged. "Call him," female said one more time. I was the youngest of 3 hotties. Growing up, I’d watched my and their boy comrades. Clumsy kisses in the barn. Hands groping, pushed away, greater amount groping. I had dreams, murky pics in my head. And I’d fumbled with myself some nights, unsatisfied, my fumbling increasing my longing. Like cocks were doing now. Oh, I’d had lots of cocks the last small in number years, gigantic ones, small ones. Cocks this were hair-trigger, and cocks this had to be coaxed. Cocks that loved your basic bang, and cocks this desired anything but your basic fucking. And I’d lie in bed afterwards with every 1 of those cocks (never lads, or men, just cocks), damp, salty, every so often fumbling in the dark after they started snoring, and I craved more, less, nothing, everything. I wanted something I couldn’t allow to myself. I wanted and craved, but I was afraid. "Call him," my pal said. It was the thought of lying in the dark that finished me from calling, and the scent of imagined love, and the emptiness, the loneliness, the unhappiness that was at all times worse after it was over. I was fumbling in the dark. When I in the end made the call, man told me to come alone and to wear a skirt and blouse. No underwear. My hands shook. I shaved everything this night. Everything but my head. I shoved a easy-chair in front of the mirror and sat in it, stripped. I touched myself, my legs spread and feet resting against the wall on either side of the mirror. I investigated every fold of my vulva and vagina, then touched my fingers to my face hole, tasting myself. And I fondled my breasts, watching, playing with my nipps till they hardened. I slipped my fingers in and out of myself, the fingers of 1 hand in my bottom, the fingers of the other in my cunt. And all the while, I watched. I was a stranger to myself. I was nobody I’d ever met before. The 1st thing that chub did this night was to tie me bent over a cage. Some another girl was locked inside of it. "You think I’m going to fucking u?" chap said, leaning close, but not touching me. "Only if you’re opportune." And dude cocked his head, his eyes sad, as though dude pitied me. "Don’t worry." Gink smiled then, but it made me vibrate. "I’m only going to hurt u a little." I craved to say something erotic. I desired to make him want me. I craved to do all the things I’d learned throughout that the years, the way a girl takes check. But I couldn’t. I was falling. I was out of check. I was breaking into pieces. Bloke smiled because buddy knew everything the moment fellow saw me. He’d watched my eyes wander once he’d unlocked the door to his "special room" and led me inside. The walls were overspread with straps, ropes, chain, shackles. My body was on fire. That night guy cut my clothing off me. That guy shackled me to a metal bar. Boy locked a fierce steel collar on my neck. Chain between my legs, around my breasts. Metal in my kisser, my ass. Metal clips pinching my nipples. And later, vibrator in my pussy. Dude stretched me out spread-eagle, lying on my back. That chub wrapped leather around my neck and tightened. Fellow cut off my air. This guy made me come over and over. After chap was done with me and let me loose, I kneeled in front of him and kissed his boots. Boy put a thinner collar on my neck and locked it in location. "You’ll do everything I say. When I call, you’ll come now." I stared at the floor. "Yes sir." "You’re mine immediately." I vibrated, not from cold, but from something else, something new, an electricity. For the first time, I wasn’t fumbling in the dark anymore. "Yes sir."

Format: mp4
Duration: 49:40
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4782kbps
Audio: 116kbps