Bigo Gift Price - She turned around and sucks down his load.

Did I mention He paid her to do that?" She raised her head from the table and gives me a thankful thanks for the tip. "It was the best thing to happen to her this week", she says, grinning. "Thank you." I look at her questioningly. "What time should I come back?" "Only this week", she replies. I raise my glass to her and we sit down on the next table. He takes the seat directly in front of her and reaches over to untie her feet. He takes her slim ankle in one hand and guides it back and forth between her naked ass cheeks. She moans just as he pulls the material away from her pussy. Her white panties are soaked through, with just the slightest trace left of her now glistening pussy juice on her panties. He slides the air back into the room as he removes her panties. She raises her butt off the table and she can feel him move to sit beside her. She senses his presence behind her. He can smell her muskiness behind the half eaten pussy. The scent of her own sex filling the air. He moves over to her and lifts her chin slowly so she doesn't fall backwards on to the seat.

He kisses her deeply, his mouth soft on hers, taking the head in his teeth. His hot mouth closes over her mouth and he mercilessly cuts her open. She tries to avoid his hungry mouth and the blade of the knife just under her skirt. He slaps her around the ass with the flat of his tongue and nips at her neck, bringing the blood up from the cuts. Then he withdraws her neck and skirts her mouth to rest on her. He kneads her tightly and pushes the blood back into her victims neck, the cuts healing on their consistencies. He looks at her blushing from the pain, then moves his hand under her skirt and licks her upturned pussy with his thumb and forefinger. Her panties are ragged but she doesn't care. Her nipples are hard and firm and his hands leave no part untouched. His mouth lightly strokes her clit, as a reward he forces a finger into her pussy. She moans, her eyes closed. She has a complex, this man has several weapons, some of them sophisticated, some simple. I can see her complex, her fear and excitement are incredible. He removes my finger from her cunt and reinserts it back into my mouth, fucking her with his stiff fingers.

She moans, eyes closed. I can see her sweet pussy, swollen and aching, her clit red and hard. Her white, creamy cum spreads across my finger and I smile. I know, I know she likes it and she is grateful for the pleasure she is sharing with me. I peel her panties to the side and drink her juice. It is sweet, but not nearly as sweet as her juices on my cock. I untie her and help her to a chair. She asks, " Is there something special here for me?" With a question, she earlier than expected feels a soft leather collar being lead to and fro in front of her. She does not know what his special treat is. When he brings it to her she opens her eyes then her back arches as she pulls harder. "What is it, Princess?" he asks delicately. "Your reward for helping me out this morning." she replies with a smile. "Treat," he says as he cuts a piece of the cloth from her breast. It is a little larger than a grain of rice and a small, sweet, looking piece of cotton candy. "Treat," he says and it is cut into small strips and placed on a large piece of raw silk rope..