Languages: English
Location: Bogota D.C., Colombia
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: Curvy
or maybe she did...She had the bright idea of 'dance parties'...So she dressed in her leather gear, including a breastplate and thigh high boots, with thigh-high leather straps and a metallic chain belt, carrying her 'toys' in her left hand...His. The little leather fell about her hips, accenting her long legs, as she moved from foot to foot. Once again, she opened her mouth to speak, and His command came. She immediately dropped to her knees, thrusting her chest out, her tongue came out, she raised her eyes, and ran her tongue along the chain suspended between her collar, the chain sticking out of her bra. She glanced up at Him, her eyes glowing. He gave a slight smile. She bit her lower lip as she heard a faint 'No, Sir' from the other end. She quickly worked the chain through the bra, taking her hands from the saddle, pivoting on her hips, and arching her back until her ass was almost out of the saddle, toward the door. She shoved the door open, slamming it with all of her weight into it. He watched her move before him, pausing in the doorway, taking his time. For several minutes, she was just standing there, looking down at the floor, the inside of the door still open.
He sighed inwardly as a shiver ran through her. Finally, he walked through the door, shutting it behind her. Once inside the door, He ordered her to stand. She obeyed, smiling. 'Down on your knees', he told her, looking down at the floor. She quickly fell to her knees, her eyes looking to the ground. 'Lift your skirt...' He said, and she obeyed. He walked behind her, having gained some height by now, 'and pull the crop.' She raised her skirt up over her ass, her back still straight. He gently caressed her mound with His fingertips, feeling the soft folds of skin, always keeping an even rhythm. As she came to the apex of her motion, He pulled the crop. She held her breath, forcing it to quicken. 'Now, put your hands behind your neck...' 'Yes, Sir'.
she whispered, her back arching. He roughly yanked the skirt up, her hands coming over her head. He cinched a leather collar around her throat, secured it shut, and mounted her fiercely. She could feel His hardness as it gripped her throat. Slowly, He leaned down to kiss her. Her breathing was coming faster, her body writhing on the bed. His mouth moved over hers, taking in her silky tresses, her welts, the sting of His teeth. She wiggled against His dominance, bringing herself to a new, intense climax. He circled her clit, grazing it softly, but making no attempt to draw out her orgasm. 'You are Mine,' He said, looking at her fucked-in body. As He felt her body pull against Him, she sent a primal scream of joy..
Katharina is in the house all by herself he makes his way into her house...and into her pussy!
Diana_And_Apollo Chaturbate finishes by blowing his load while still getting Diana_And_Apollo Chaturbate's hard dick forced deep down her narrow pink pussy.
These nasty MILFs definitely had a wonderful time... and so did they.