This month you pay your monthly tribute for my sexy latex ass and my oiled tits covered in latex! I know each of your weak points and I shamelessly use them to squeeze even more cash out of your pocket! A paying bitch like you didnt deserve any money, so get down on your knees and push the tribute button until the account writes red numbers!
I sit on his chest, my full weight pressing him into the cold floor. Hes completely trapped beneath me, struggling to breathe as I remain still, legs spread wide. My curves keep him pinned, and he has no choice but to endure the pressure. I hold all the power he is mine to dominate.
He lies flat on the hard floor, and I make myself comfortable on his chest. I sit deep and firm, legs spread wide, not even thinking of getting up. My weight keeps him pinned he can feel every second of his place beneath me. I enjoy the control, the stillness, and the fact that he exists only to support me.
I sit heavily on his chest, fully in control. My weight presses him down into the hard floor as I spread my legs wide, keeping him trapped beneath me. He cant move, he cant breathe freely just completely under my command. I enjoy the feeling of holding him down and making him serve.
Hes trapped under me on the hard floor, and I make sure he stays there. I sit heavily on his chest, my thick thighs on either side of him, and I dont move an inch. He feels every breath become harder, every second longer and I enjoy every moment of keeping him crushed beneath me where he belongs.
After almost three years, the time has come. My chastity slave is finally allowed to fuck & jerk off again. Well, almost! He doesnt fuck, he gets fucked by my mistress-cock! I push it deep into his asshole while he rubs his miniature-loser-shrimp. Youd think that after years of chastity, enormous pressure and horniness would result in a spectacular, impressive orgasm, complete with gallons of cum, but …
This is one of the most expensive treats youre going to give yourself todayAnd you love it!My gorgeous natural Ebony MILF tits confuse your worldAnd at any given moment I can let you cumBut you know I will edge you Get your cock outI want to see how long it takes until you start to leakWhen I unleash these tits, wearing nothing but my latex corsetSploosh!
CUSTOM REQUESTI would like to be mesmerized in a therapy session where you make me your slave,with wrist watch, hand movement in a circle, I loved this, withtrembling wrist watch and elegant and gentle movement, I would like to be brainwashedto be your slave. I really like your look, ifpossible I would love to see you without a mask, you have beautiful eyes, and yourbreathtaking voice, it would be fabulous to hear you say my good boy, my slave,I brainwashed you, you are under my spell, you love me you,I mesmerized you. I want to be the blank mind for you. Use these phrases and trigger meof triggers to obey you and buy clips every time I see you wearing awristwatch, and finally make me come, and that is the signal that all my WillAnd yours. If you can move the wristwatch and hands more often to touchface and in a circle, I also like you to kiss the wristwatch. The final sentence I wish wasobey me is your pleasure my slave ,now you are like my wristwatch, anaccessory under my control. If you want to use as well the pendulum you have is beautyfull when you swing it, the wristwatch I wish was the one I saw youwearing in the clip clean my spit.
Here for the pussy yet again. What a piece of junk. Im bored, so have your fill. Just jerk off all you want but I will not let you forget how filthy you are drooling over my pussy. Not like you could ever have all thid sweet tight meat.
My friend Lily and I dont let anything slide. Once again, the slave broke one of our rules and this time, the punishment takes place outdoors, on the terrace. Theres no better setting: open, quiet, perfectly suited for making him feel every second of humiliation under our full control.We drag him out without ceremony. Hes already in position, ready he knows exactly whats coming. I move in, hand raised, but Lily stops me with a half-smile: Too easy make him suffer a little more. Shes right. Rushing would be a mercy he hasnt earned.So we start slowly, pulling on his ears, stretching the moment, locking eyes with him while he bites his lip to keep quiet. Then come the slaps one after the other, taking turns, Lily and I. No mercy. Just the rising rhythm of our pleasure in disciplining him.At last, we make him kneel. Face to the floor, absolutely silent. And right there, with elegance and precision, we deliver the final strikes with the soles of our stilettos. Slow. Controlled. Just enough to make the message sink in.Only then, as he stays motionless on the ground, we exchange a satisfied look.He got the message.And we never even had to raise our voices.
