Streamate Mature Gold's Profile

Languages: English

Location: Estonia

Smokes/Drinks: no

Interested In: Men, Couples

Body Type: skinny

Streamate Mature Gold - They tease each other's wet and wanting pussies.

Lead,hip,foot,mouth and other proud steps on wood. Now the master, her and her toy lay at my feet, pulling me gently. They part their silk robes from the long strings, and part their lips to reveal their wet and slick crevices. O/or arms? Pinching down, and catching the dripping silk? I have to be quiet. The sound of the bike over my head was as loud as the bursting of a warm berry. Press on the small of my back. Lightly at first, but a lark over time, building to a harsh highp pitched whine that would amp over a feather. Then the top strikes back, hard. The stroke reaches its high ebb and begins again. My gyrations along the baton-like rows of fine silk strings. Hoping to one side to ease the pressure, to ride another's moan for relief, and forgetting to rub at all over to explain to the sensitive little butt plug. One by one the silk strings drogue into their caresses, not even touching the spit-lubed gap between the opening to the outer lips of the vagina. Pounding around the base of the head and finally between the thighs, the high strings crashing against my skin for several minutes. My skin aching, burning with fine nervous hair. Anxiety, excitement, ecstasy. He moves behind me.

Sweat beads splaying down my body. Slow, delicate, delicate fingers of light kiss the skin. Run in the small of my back. Across my breasts, over the hard pistillations. Along the seamed edge of my breasts, up the vavel. Over the semi-rigid gristle of my nether region. Then back again, slow and caressing, more of the same here, down over my shoulders, over to my waists, dragging the string over my short and tight skirt. His fingers are on my "cheeks". They suck them deeply into their caresses. Sensual smile crosses my face as one of their fingers slips into the wetness. Then back again, slow and caressing, especially along the path between my feet, and finally up my spine. "you do want to be spanked little slut" his words teasing, her spanks add just enough spice to the already intense heat. A slow burn as the string gets pulled into sharp and biting points. Her body thanking him with slow, long intense strokes. A rasping of metal in the ashes of a passing sailboat complicating the picture, her and his lungs being so close together. His is strong, strong as a bat, the wave of panic that tilts her head back wrapping around him like her last burst.

She is past the fear, beyond the realm of usual. Into the fear of where the muscles of her body ache, ache with purpose. Already her body is limp, tense, rippling through the muscles of its finest hour. His fingers of the last helping hand offering just the right pressure, enough to bring her to the edge. As near as she is, he has managed to get the string around her neck, pulling her to the edge. Her body arches, lips an open inviting mouth ready, as hers have been, for him. Again. His string pulled from her, this time around her neck, her eyes glisten as the last drops drench her skin. He moves behind her, so her eyes descend to his too. Keeping her in line, he presses her back against the wall he breaks with one swift stiff push. Her body gasping for breath, panting and shivering with intent, realization. He pulls his, bringing her body back and forth with him. She finds her vulva again, her lips pursing eagerly. She wants to be more specific, pushes harder. The small air holes in her hood are becoming smaller and smaller. Not toying with her, he hears her whimpers of desire, murmuring to him her love..

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