Languages: English
Location: Belgrade, Serbia
Smokes/Drinks: no smoke, no drink
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 20
Body Type: Sporty^^
Hey. Angel, love my massage!" I smiled at you. And don't think for one minute I wouldn't send her away. But I just waited. You get to pick the poison. I heard the door open and the whir of the lights in the movie theater. A new scene, very slow and intimate, was beginning. Even in the slow motion, I could see the eyes of those around you looking at the still image. My heart dropped. I knew they were staring at the same spot every time I turned to you, the initials on my neck on my dress, the rustling of fabric. Which was also the spot we'd be walking to the parking lot. Which was also the spot I liked. Which was also the spot I hoped I wouldn't have to come to you. ( After all, when you'd arrived at my apartment door I'd already put my dress back on.) I let the man walk into the apartment, still seated, my hand brushing my dress up and down, as he briefly surveyed the room. Then, he sat back on the couch and positioned himself over my left shoulder, his body almost an inch from mine. His hair was blonde, a shade of grey, and his facial hair was forward.
His clothing for the occasion was a black patchard jacket, tight with buttons at the neck, with a pair of black pants, and a black vest, with a white shirt and vest. Not bad, I thought. But then, he didn't look very angry. I turned my eyes to the Master before I sat down. And, yes, he did look angry. But, I was getting a little excited. Looking into his eyes, I couldn't help but see a kind of defiance and defiance mixed with the anger I'd seen on my face earlier. He wasn't really angry, in fact, I'd say he was pretty reasonable. And, in a way, I was pleased. I sat back as his eyes went to my face. And I looked into his. And I saw the defiance mixed with the fear I had on my face. And, just looking into his eyes made me melt. In a way, it made my pussy wet. I leaned forward, my chin against his shoulder.
"So your backstory is pretty clear, so I don't have to ask," I said in a quiet voice, my eyes set firmly on his. He just looked at me, his mouth open, his tongue licking my neck, always whispering to his own ears. His head slowly moved from left to right, back and forth. And when his lips touched my neck, I felt him try to pull away from me. But I kept my cool, kept walking. And when his hand went down to caress my ass, I heard him moan and let out a little squeal. The look on his face was anger, pure and unadulterated, and I knew I'd find out who he was before too long. "So, um, do you like reading things like this?" he asked, his grip on my hair becoming less and less threatening as my neck tightened against him. I could hear him rummaging around in the couch cushions. And then I felt him kneel between my legs, his hands at my hips. And from here, I could see where his knees were pointing to. I didn't know what he was doing, but I sure was wet. There was something about him. Something exotic, mysterious, and forbidden. I was drawn to his sensuous body. His deep brown eyes, perfectly framed and tipped with dark lashes framed by delicate bushy pubic hair..
She loves their devotion and experience, and if the man has such a big, juicy cock, and she daydreams about the hot load of cum on them and making them horny.
Nothing better than choking a sexy little slut whose legs are spread wide and rubs the dildo against her pussy.
Manga also fisted herself and went on the show to promote the fact that she loves sex like no other I met in a local bar when a friend and his friends a cumtastic blowjob that made him explode his hot jizz all over her.