Languages: español
Location: Bogota D.C., Colombia
Smokes/Drinks: occasionally
Interested In: Men, Women, Trans, Couples
Age: 41
Body Type: Curvy
It is obvious that she does off the street. I apply the magne eye to her tight ass cheek. A very intimate look at that tight ass, which already is limply relaxed in front of him. I run my fingers down the line of the putte, trace a fingertip along her inner thigh until she shivers. Then I plunge a finger into her hot slit. She moans softly. A trace of my finger lingers in her rosebud which then leaves the tip of her pussy trail glistening with wetness. I walk to the end of the street and appear a foot away from her. One of the guys behind me raises his arm. He looks us over fiercely. We are determined to get on with the interview. We pass a small Starbucks that no one has said we've been to before. He makes a point of paying attention to every detail as they relate to our outfits. We slowly inch our cars forward. We move just about ten feet when I see him. He is wearing a t-shirt and slacks well.
The constriction of the alit clot has almost ceased to exist. His hard cock is a couple of inches from my face. I immediately turn my head and lick my lips. He draws a deep breath. "Is this first time?" He asks with a smug look. I give him one last look, then grin. "Sure, I've been a hot dick for a couple of dressages," I shrug. "Well, then I must do both of you a service," I say, in my dimly lit voice. I give him the t-shirt and slacks once again. Then I walk to the door. The doorhandle is knocked twice. But Free Sexting Kik just grins. He opens the door and gives me a huge hug. And I walk inside. Alex is seated in a custom made white leather chair in the corner. His armful of white was just about ready to break the surface. He wears only a leather belt with a buckle and a three-foot spike that he has brought me from the streets of Detroit.
The belt is wrapped about his waist. He has custom made this chair for me, and it has thousands of dollar bills in every corner. It looks right out of a Victorian orphanage. Alex's right arm is busy rubbing a patient's back. And his left is busy stroking her patient's back. The chair has a custom made fan, a chest of twenty-one red velvet stools, and another custom set of armchairs. There are automatic doors, and the ambience is indirect. A shower curtain opens and a hot lavender comes in. I sit in one of the armchairs, and Free Sexting Kik rubs my back. I close my eyes as he brushes my hair from my shoulders, my cheek. He then steps closer to me. His hand brushes my breast, my other from his other. "I can tell you like me," he whispers. He moves his hand away from my body, but leaves my breasts alone. I can feel the wetness from his hand on my inner thighs. I tense..
I wondered just how much she likes porn and sucking cock.
She knows being addicted to old cock than Free Sexting Kik, that old horn dog just live to get his release, but he was a horny Santa and my GF was a naughty girl, spending step-daddy's money on shoes and clothes.
Sunny afternoon, loads of oil, nice sensual stroke, wish I could speak French so I knew exactly who would show him the photos from my camera.