soft core Actress Vanina Verdun

"Well it's happened now. I'm happy about this. I have my perfect family". She smiled at him and hugged him tightly. "I love you". Before she knew it, they'd been together 15 years, married for 10 years and had four children. Things were just perfect now. She was so much happier with her random fuck at the station with her perfect guy. She couldn't be happier, and she had no regrets. She was just glad she split up with her ex. He wasn't kinky, he wasn't sexy, he wasn't rough with her. He was boring in bed. It was always about him getting off, and he only ever cummed when he was fucking her missionary. And even then it was with a condom. Hardcore Things were perfect, and she wouldn't change it for anything. Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was doggystyle a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in the hairdressers where I worked. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I really did need to do something because my life was so drab and boring. Even the interview for the job was unbelievable, but I was so desperate to change my life that I did everything that was asked of me, and I was finally offered the job. Shortly after starting the job my employer (Jon) told me to write a Journal of my new life, and he has since created a web site that it is published on. If you care to read my Journal you will discover that my relationship with Jon is rather different to that of most employee and employer, but I have easily come amateur to realise that I have a life that just could not be more satisfying or pleasurable. I love my life and all the little adventures that Jon and I get up to. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have no body hair below my neck. It’s humping all been removed with electrolysis. I’m slim with small(ish), pert breasts that have small aureoles and giant nipples. When they’re hard cum Jon says they’re like chapel hat pegs. I have a nice firm, flat stomach with a pubic bone that does stick out a bit. In my pussy lips I have 2 little gold rings that Jon put in me. My clit is very prominent and is usually sticking out between my lips. It’s about an inch long with a little round head. Jon sometimes calls it my little dick. I don’t own any bras, knickers, trousers, leggings or shorts; and 90% of my skirts and dresses can be described as mini or micro. I used to be a very shy girl, but I’ve now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body. I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. If it isn’t, perhaps they would like to e-mail me with specific questions. Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of the more interesting experiences that we have had since then. Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas for little adventures or incidents that we could manufacture to have some fun. We’ve sperm found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve had and that I’ve written about in my Journal. I swallowed it. Of course males are not permitted within The Fortress. My hands rubbed against her milky hands. But the kiss ended quickly. He looked up at the nurse standing close behind the young girl and nodded his head. Then, it seemed amateur as if the girl's entire body had tensed up. Check the bottom drawer; might be a pair of panties for you.” “Please…do not rape me again. Quintin arrived first. Below her laid a spectacle of depravity, churning masses of flesh oscillating to some unheard cadence, their glistening forms humping bathed in the crimson torchlight. “Sex with your son, I don’t cum know what to say Kim.” "Gives me the creeps," Liz snapped "did you see the way he looked at me? And those eyes of his! “I confiscated it when I found her being thrashed by B Wing’s queen bitch”. “Well, it’s about time. I experimented on Opal, finding all the little secrets of my own depravity. You're going to be our starter in the 100m freestyle relay.” “Hey there,” said my wife as she walked by. I licked and sucked swirling my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. My eyes opened wide in shock – this couldn’t be happening. Soon he pat her head, as she popped off of his member. She leant forward and guided Kyle's face downwards and towards her own face, slowly leaning in before taking the plunge and kissing her son on the lips. Then it's just the problem of the alarm that will trigger.” I nodded as I sperm told him, "Not that much to Hardcore forgive. If you answer them wrong, I’ll still be happy, but you won’t be.” She accentuated the last word with a snap of the whip. “What will be on the other side?” Justina asked, a touch of fear in her eyes. Was it a plea? She stimulated me. Pleasure rippled through me. This and our biology class. She peels her shorts off like they'd been stuck on with glue, turns them inside out and starts stuffing. We tossed and turned in the bed play- fighting and laughing with one another. The sentinels have reported that the Medics are putting up a fuss, but there is little they can do inside their cells. Blake nodded like he understood, but it would be the first of many times he expressed his face in such a way that he didn't want to wait. We’ve found your new boyfriend. The women all glanced toward the cage and seeing Linda made them even doggystyle more After a while Ethan whispered for me to put on a show for them. They asked for coffee and a glass of milk for when their breakfast arrives. They always had a plan for me, to be practical, go to college, get a degree and get a good job. I would have finished him off, but we had to get you to safety. I then began rubbing Sonja all over while fighting against the urge to aim for the sweet spots. She lay there exhausted as the men went to clean up, and before they returned the endorphins coursing through her veins had lulled her to sleep.