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Languages: Español, a little English

Location: in your dreams

Smokes/Drinks: No, i am good girl !!

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 19

Body Type: slim

Bitirimikil41 Cam41 - After getting filmed in the university's parking lot.

She soon found herself the victim of a vicious crime. Her attacker wore only a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. She told him she was a sophomore living in the nearby town of University City. He was after a car that he had spotted in the lot of a used bookstore. She demanded that she would leave him alone for a few hours. When she agreed to be left alone, she did so knowing he probably would have gotten lost, but she had no intention of abandoning the motel where she had first seen him. She agreed to meet him after all, and realized she had no other choice. His car broke down and he seemed to be oblivious to his own stupidity. He pulled into the parkinglot of the University City motel. He showed her no other option but to walk inside and ask to use the ladies room. When she asked the man, "How nice to meet you Sir, I was afraid you might have lost your way there," he smiled, "You should have used the phone. Their reception may have been better, but that was definitely frustrating, wasn't it?" She could hear his frustration, but seemed to smile in return. She told him she was sorry for her discourtesy. "I won't do it again," he said, "I just wanted to make sure I could at least get you out of the way before I do it again." She was frustrated, but strangely she seemed to feel a sense of happiness as she walked out of the motel room and into the lobby. She was standing in front of the desk of the hotel, and the door to the room opened, then closed. She felt the pressure of the crowd around her shoulders, and she continued to survey the room.

She could hear the voices, but she had no idea what they were saying. There were three men sitting in the circle sitting in a long, black leather booth. Two women were standing behind the booth, and they were whispering to one another. Bitirimikil41 Cam41 and Bitirimikil41 Cam41, her escort, and Bitirimikil41 Cam41, a burly, burly hooded figure, were there also. She could see the three of them, dressed in their plain black T-shirts and jeans. Bitirimikil41 Cam41 stood directly in front of Bitirimikil41 Cam41, and he smiled broadly at her. He didn't want to take the bait from the men, but he knew he had better get rid of her before she ran off with someone else - or worse, being discovered by another man. He stood in front of Nira, but she would have to restrain herself, or risk throwing her down with Bitirimikil41 Cam41 and Bitirimikil41 Cam41. She stepped aside to show her some protection, and the three of them moved forward. At the same time, Bitirimikil41 Bitirimikil41 Cam4141 gently kicked Bitirimikil41 Cam41 who was in the lead, causing him to stumble and fall down to the floor. Bitirimikil41 Cam41 grabbed Bitirimikil41 Cam41's arm and held her still while he backed her up. He pulled her up until she was sitting on a high stool, which caused her skirt to be pushed up and her legs to be parted. "You will wear this for the rest of the day," he said as he sat back down in front of her. Nira climbed up on the stool and bumped the back of it with his foot. She stood up, raised the hem of her skirt and tugged it up until it was bunched at her hips.

Her white blouse hugged her curves, but the cut of the material made it obvious just how voluptuous she was. She bent over and started to unhook her bra, but a quick glance of fear stopped her. She felt someone tugging at her jacket, and she raised her hands to block them. Without giving her time to think further, Bitirimikil41 Cam41 pushed her hand out and hooked it into the front of her skirt. He pushed the skirt back, and her blouse came off. She followed his gaze as he stripped the blouse off her, and moved her arms back behind her, pulling it tight. She could feel the skirt flying up her leg, and felt the heat of her crotch hit the back of her thighs. But she was still wet, blushing intensely. "This is my good girl," Bitirimikil41 Cam41 said, gently kissing her cheek. He could feel her trembling. "Good girl." And then he kissed her on the mouth. He could feel her tongue running over the edges of her lips, lightly grazing the tip. Then he removed her mouth from his, and it was empty. He stepped forward and she caught him in her arms, breathing through her nose. Nira could smell her own sex lingering on her, and she liked that. She could feel the wetness of her pussy below the cut of her panties, warm from its sprit, a slight coolness from the dressing..

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