Camsoda Maine - Thick ebony diva with big natural tits like young dicks.

Long hair for sure. Petite hands, big brown nails. Not overly voluptuous, just right. Tattooed mass of hair on her ample hips. She looks at me and pouts, brings a small hand to her pussy and stroke it a few times and I'm surprised it is wet already. "Gentlemen, the fun isn't to make you hard, is it?" I ask as I bring my hand to my mouth and run it over my cunt. She purrs. "Sometimes when we play we take our time making new friends, but today I'm going to make all of you mine." She leans over and lifts herself so that she is massaging my pussy, her legs so soft. She squirms a little when she feels me start to finger her clit and she starts to smile. I keep my finger on the other part of my pussy, also very wet. She moans slightly and pulls her head back to me. "This is the first time I'm going to make you mine, but I'm sure there will be plenty of that around the rest of the weekend." As I say this she purrs again. "Mine?" I ask, a little disappointed. "Yep, totally.

My boyfriend and I have been playing a lot of D/s and it's very hot to have a big stud rubbing my pussy while we suck on each other's tits and I think that you'd love it too." She purrs again. "Sounds fun. And we don't have to keep you naked - we could play all day." She laughs and says "You should have this all morning." She gets up and walks slowly off the couch towards the shower. She quickly finishes up by turning off the water and turning the shower off. She replaces the water and turns on the shower. It's very hot, almost boiling, and she doesn't want it to get hotter than it is. She walks silently into the bedroom, turns on the shower and turns the AC to its lowest setting. She lays back in the bath and pulls the covers over her and closes the door softly. She stands naked in the bath for a few minutes, a little surprised that it takes her so long. She imagines ways to make me cum, and knows that she can always come by and make love to me. She knows she can always give me a good pounding that will leave her dripping wet. She slips out of the bath clothed and walks to the bedroom, locking the door behind her. She presses her body against the wall as she contemplates.

He's always considerate of me, even when he doesn't deserve it. He takes pride in his little tricks. Satisfied with the picture she makes of herself she sits back in the bath, takes a nice slow shower, and closes her eyes and waits. No strokes without permission she whimpers. She hears footsteps on the stairs. She calls out for them, but doesn't know what they're doing. A minute goes by. She hears voices. She thinks they're intruders but can't tell. She lets her mind wander and wonders who they are. What could be going on? Finally, she hears a click. Her heart starts to pound. Who are they and what is going on? She's lost in her dreams and memories. A minute goes by..