Bigo Macan's Profile

Languages: English

Location: Dream Land💕

Body Decorations: Piersing

Smokes/Drinks: Vape/a little

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 18

Body Type: Petite

Bigo Macan - Sliding up and down on the floor.

There you are. Enjoy being in the penthouse.Don't you agree?" Madam convinced her. Of course! I've already felt the sting of a thong against my ass, not least in public, but the sting of your tongue on my ass, pressed against my asshole, takes my breath away. I didn't expect this, but I enjoy it nonetheless. "Now, next time I see you, I think I'd like you to wear the skirt.I've got a suggestion. Maybe it'll be more comfortable." she says, lowering her head again. "Yes, Madam." I say, casually. I notice now how she slowly sinks into the sofa; her smooth pretty rear is revealed even more clearly. She looks into the distance and forwards. "If I hear you say 'Mercy' in front of a mirror, I'll call the paramedics. We'll be watching." Her soft voice sends long blue pulses through my body. "Come on.

Let's go up to the penthouse." She lays down on the sofa, her white fluffy jumper falling around her like a soft blanket. "Come on, pet. Down to the stairs." My hands wander down the high tile carpet and downwards, gently gliding over her soft feet. As I reach the bottom of the stairs, I stop. "Up the stairs.Take off your coat." She steps out of the sofa, leaving me standing there in just my bra and thong. My cheeks burn with embarrassment at my exposed cleavage, but the hot rush of embarrassment is offset by the wonderful feeling of sex that has invaded me like an electric current rushes through me. She stands like a statue, staring daggers at me. "Well, pet, I don't know. Your training has made you a very good girl, and a good submissive, I see. I'm not entirely happy with your attitude, though, so I'll have to consider punishing you." Her soft eyes move to my face, furious. "I know you won't, Sir.

You won't. It won't happen. Please, Sir, I beg you." She raises her voice a fraction of an inch, but the power it wields is incalculable. I helplessly turn my head, but there's no signal. She stands above me, cracking knuckles like a mad woman at someone who has just been given a death sentence. Her skin is a deep red, and I can see my pink nipples are solid and firm. She carries a long wooden paddle in one hand, her other hand almost as long as she is tall, and it has a small, delicate lock with the locking part sliding smoothly over and around the shaft, locking into place. "Spread your legs, pet." She slowly rises to a standing position, her blonde-tipped hair stunning the back of my neck. At the same time, my finger rubs my hard little clit. "Yes, Madam." She slowly rises again, and pushes me back onto the floor, my head, neck, and upper body immobile. She reaches down to my wetness and I can feel it running down the inside of my thighs. "Very nice, pet..

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