ऑफीस लड़कियों चमेली ब्लॅक और एलिसन सितारा में पॅंटीहोस फेटिश

"Ah, indeed. Tell your General Aamir that I will be relaxing with my new slave girl down by the river. Tell him to take his time. After all, I do so enjoy spending time with a new toy. Meanwhile, with a bizarre mixture of relief and hope, Mira could only focus on one train of thought: 'With any luck this General Nabatu is not a monster quite as bad as the others. Perhaps if I serve him obediently, like a good sex slave, I will at least know some pleasure. Some semblance of safety. I'm sorry, Arianna. We couldn't break out…it's hopeless. It's every girl for herself from now on. Sandy, Layla, I hope wherever you end up, you somehow find a way to stay alive.' Mira let those thoughts drift away. Mira wasn't sure what was going to happen to her other girlfriends, but that didn't matter now. Life was brutal, but survival was instinct. Sometimes it was everything. As the alluring brunette let herself be led away by her new owner, Nabatu's fingers slipped between her labia, gently petting the inner walls of her snatch as she moaned at the unexpected sensations. "Come, little shaved bitch. Let's get you fetish cleaned up. Never forget it, now—your gorgeous face, those perky tits, that sexy ass, this perfectly shaved pussy, every naked inch of you - it all belongs to me. You are MINE." "Y-yes Master," Mira groaned. As her new Master's fingers stroked her just-raped love-hole with shocking tenderness, the girl's thoughts scattered into a hundred different directions, Big Tits replaced by a surge of the unthinkable. Lust. THE END...for NOW (Coming soon: Parts 4, 5, and 6, the ultimate conclusion). I hope you enjoyed the story. Remember, life is short, so indulge your fantasies, the darker and kinkier the better. Disclaimer: I do not in any way support black or condone the fictitious acts depicted in this story. This is a fantasy based on countless desires.... Check out more of my stories, and I hope you like what you find… ~gaggedKitty I guess you could say that my curiosity started much like any other straight guy. Started watching shemale porn which slowly switched my thinking to " I wonder what it's like to get fucked like that". After that I started looking through the CL M4M ads and then started posting them really just getting turned on by the responses of what men wanted to do with me had I actually went through with it which I didn't really plan on at the time. Then after quite sometime I thought I had a bright idea. I put up an ad saying I wanted to role play like I was there to look at something as a handyman and I wanted the man to make a move while I was there. I orgasm figured this way I could go a step further by going but could still back out like I had been set up by someone else. Little did I know that my plan wouldn't work out lingerie as I saw it. After seeing several of the usual responses I noticed one from an older gentleman around 58 years old. He was a little stocky and some body hair but I found myself oddly attracted to his cock in his picture. His bushy eyebrows twitched. That night he said we had to shower downstairs as the shower was broken upstairs, we had the house to ourselves so it really didnt matter if we were alone however we ended up taking turns to shower in a half renovated room in lingerie his garage, , he let me go first and spoke to me out of fetish sight as i washed my body, the shaved shower Big Tits had no glass doors black but was in a sectioned off room to the rest of the laundry. Love you too!" I sped up one last time and frantically fucked my daughter as hard as I could until she climaxed. She was still clad in her golden armor. And I guess you can watch us, if it's okay with Jake.' Rogue sniffs and then begins licking the back of Katie's fingers and hand. Through Dickens books. Beatrice watched the slimy bartender walk away and turned again to Frankie. One of the things he observed was Billy being shot down for a date. "Get over here and see how big you can make orgasm it slut", he demands. “Can you feel how wet I am for you, daddy?”