Languages: English
Location: Latvia
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
I had never seen an ass so firm, so inviting. Perfect. In the mirror at the head of the bed she smirked at my appreciation of her body. Knowing that I was looking at her perfect body sent a shiver through my body. As she stroked her ash colored ass, my mind started to swim. I heard a loud "Whack" and knew that it was the "Big Cock" from the club. I swatted it over my knee and then it was over. "Keep that mouth quiet slut!" He said to her, "or you'll regret it!" and he slapped my ass. "Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" Shemale Camgirl Camilla said. "Keep that mouth quiet and you'll regret it!" Camilla stood up and pulled me to my feet. She made me sit on the floor with my head down and she pushed me down until my face was level with her pubic area. She pulled two thick ropes from a drawer and I was able to smell her sweet pussy. She stood behind me and without any warning, wrapped one around my wrist and attached the other end to the chair arm. I was so confused.
What the hell was going on? Why was she doing that? I was being harrassed by my best friend! She put shackles around my ankles and then I was taken to a dimension where I didn't even feel my legs anymore. My head still spun from the vertigo. When she was finished she turned me over on my back. She walked around my corner and disappeared. I was sobbing uncontrollably, wondering if I had pushed too far. I had no idea what was going to happen next. Everything was still unclear. I sobbed for a while and then started to panic. I started to panic because I knew something was going to happen to me or my ass or both. I sobbed uncontrollably as she walked around me one more time then she left the room. What was she up too? Why was she alone with me? I was claustrophobic. I was seeing everything, but nothing. I had panic attacks. Sometimes I closed my eyes and winced, sometimes I opened them and felt the warmth of her body against my back.
But every so often, she'd go away, the room would just be empty. I would feel dizzy, my limbs would feel numb, I would have panic attacks. She'd leave. She'd call again. She'd disappear for a while. I never knew when she'd return. I lived in constant dread. The sex always seemed to disappear when she was too busy or too intense. Sometimes I just felt her hands on me, gentle hands moving gently over my body, moving down to my stomach where she dabbed something down my chemise. It felt so good, but I sometimes wondered if she'd resumed her control over me. Her fingers massaged, adjusted, she'd undid the ties, but left the blindfold on. Suddenly I was aware of a sharp prickling against my stomach. She'd explained the rough treatment I'd had the last time we'd gone out, and suddenly it didn't hurt as much. The sting was worse, but the warmth was also different..
Shes brought along a friend and I was there watching He got me very wet and I just happen to love to watch videos of creamy women.
Sorry for the shitty quality in the beginning forgive that but I quickly get more into it.
The guy shows up and she jumps back on to fuck it like crazy.