Isadora Skyprivate's Profile

Languages: English

Location: Canada

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples

Body Type: Fit&Tatted

Isadora Skyprivate - She is visiting her friend.

She is the widow. Her husband has retired. She does not have many friends but this is the first time she has been invited. Mother is a seamstress. She also does blue jeans. He has worked for the government for twenty four years. He is an expert in accounting. She does tend to be shy sometimes. On this particular day she is dressed in a fancy silk box dress with rich dangling earrings, a deep scoop neck showing just an inch of her magnificent hard nipples, a shorter hem, and a crop slit for the back. The silhouette of her firm little bottom displayed in the mirror lay hidden underneath the seamless material. Before her mirror she did a little makeup. In it she applied two lipsticks that made her lips glisten: one pink and one blue. Then she applied a nice bright lip liner. And last but not least she applied a nice pair of eye shadow. Now she stood waiting. In front of the mirror she felt exposed, humiliated, and humiliated.

She had lost her secret. In the mirror she saw how her lovely big blue eyes sparkled. But in her imagination she saw someone else, someone much more menacing. She saw a vision of the future. Not only were the fabrications of her day ruined by the huge muscles of her incredibly muscular legs, but now she also had on something else. Something else that she never would have believed if she had been looking at her own reflection in the mirror. She saw a vision of a woman with long blonde hair, huge breasts, and a diabolical smile. With slender waist and high cut legs she was dressed in a very curvy vision. She could have been an alien to her own people. A vision so sharp and foreshadowing of what would one day be her fate. And this woman was what she was waiting for. He took a step forward, just brushing the step she was putting in before. He stepped in front of her and then in a almost painful gasp she let her foot drop. He caught her foot in his hand, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. There she fell in a big tribal hug for his warmth. "You were right there" he said.

"You're all wet, you beautiful down there". "Is it really a big tribal hug?" she said smiling. "It is what it is" he replied as he put his hand on her head to keep her quiet. And with that he cupped her breast and began to massage the soft love bud. It was a difficult thing to explain, to explain to her, was it not? Besides, a man who had been in a tribal hug with her was by definition a leader who would deal harshly with those in his power. She was well aware of that. It naturally followed that he would want to show her how to be a strong woman. He meant what he said and how he treated her. As he had with most men, he had always been a good cook, a good chauffeur. In the beginning it was simply a matter of speaking out loud what he wanted to convey to the women he wanted to have. But it developed into a matter of course as he learned how to serve them. Over time he became good at it. He knew exactly what he wanted, he just had to feed the vision to the right person. He certainly didn't want to do it alone. She was tall, attractive, slim. She was slightly narrower than a typical woman..

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