Omegle Naked Guy - Watch her put her man in a tribute to multitasking!

And, watch as she sucks in long, long sucks on pussy lips and arouses herself while talking, fucking, and talking to you." Omegle Naked Guy began to pant and draw air out of his lungs through his pant, then gulp down more water through his nose as his heart raced within the gulp. He began wiggling his butt-end slightly, then squealing when she made her way up to the edge of the pool. "She is my nasty little whore, isn't she?" he said, then breaking the oath he had taken to protect his secrets, he let his life fall into the pool. His first reaction was a loud slurp of "dirty whore" from Omegle Naked Guy, and Omegle Naked Guy could hear the harsh tone of her voice when she reminded him who was boss. He also knew that Omegle Naked Guy could hear him talking his secret down to his neighbors right about their bedrooms, even if he was concealed behind a cloud of smoke and fog. When Omegle Naked Guy saw Omegle Naked Guy was leaning against the edge of the pool, she removed her mask and asked him to step out of the pool. "No," he growled, "let me go." "No what?" she asked in her thick burgundy voice. "Don't ask me to step out of my own pool," Omegle Naked Guy said, climbing out from under the pool. "I'm not wearing any clothes and I don't care if I'm dead." Omegle Naked Guy sat back in her chair, her eyes twinkling as she took in Omegle Naked Guy's nakedness. "Come here and lie down for me," she said, standing back enough for him to see her breasts. "And go ahead and masturbate yourself for me," she added. She crawled over to where he lay in the pool. When she looked up to smile, Omegle Naked Guy noticed that she was only wearing a thong, and nothing else.

Carol lowered her face slightly so that Omegle Naked Guy's eyes were down to her full breasts, and she started to lightly stroke them. He started to moan, but she stopped. "Sit down, Omegle Naked Guy," she said firmly. "Spread your legs just enough for me to slip in between them." Omegle Naked Guy started to move his body, trying to get access to the larger breasts under the thong. "No, don't," Omegle Naked Guy commanded. She pushed a finger into his pussy, and he started to squirm. "I said," she "Sit for me, Kevin." She pulled her fingers away from his throbbing cock, and he started to withdraw his hand from his wet pussy. "Sit, and spread your legs a little wider. I want to fuck those big sexy breasts." She walked over to him, and he could see the large bulge in the thong. He licked around it slowly, running his tongue over the top of the thong, then he spread his lips and started to slide his tongue inside of her. His head went back and he sucked on her right nipple. He could feel her nipples stretching his mouth, becoming harder and more sensitive. He took them out of his mouth and gave them to her.

She started to moan again, and once again he took her nipple into his mouth and started to suck. He slid his tongue into her puckered hole, and she felt him darting in and out of her g-spot. "Come on, Omegle Naked Guy," she said, "nutritional yeast. That's it. Suck on it and I'll fuck your mouth." She watched as his head went back and he filled her mouth with his tongue. She began to work him over, smoothing the satin and oil off his shaft, down to his ass. Omegle Naked Guy liked the way he smelled, just before the next round of strokes. He could feel the cum he'd made welling up from his own stomach. "Can you keep still, still suck on that little pink cock of yours?" Omegle Naked Guy asked as she coated her Master's cock. Omegle Naked Guy's eyes widened with surprise at the loud moan that came from him. He didn't like the sound of his own orgasm, he wasn't accustomed to it, and he didn't like it much, either. "Why, Omegle Naked Guy, I've never seen a woman use a man like you," Omegle Naked Guy said as she rubbed the oil into his pubic hair. "No, you can't, it won't fit." Omegle Naked Guy's trembling was the source of his enjoyment now..