1. Coquilles à la me


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: SingularityNL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    oil,&#034 I replied. &#034Wow, sounds really fancy,&#034 she smiled, obviously appreciating I'd gone through some effort. And I had. &#034And is surprise for dessert gonna be a big surprise...?&#034 &#034Well, it comes with watching tv...&#034 I replied with a suggestive look. She instantly knew what I meant and chuckled. We both loved to replay the video recording of our first encounter, for various reasons. As so often with amateur footage, the reappearance of our fierce first fuck on screen was every bit as obscene as you'd imagine cheap porn to be. And boy, did we love it. Knowing how it had really been, made letting the recording's merciless vulgarity have its way with us not only easy and fun, watching ourselves as porn stars quite added to our excitement as well. And obviously, we loved that too. &#034And can I get my ravishingly one-legged muse a glass of wine?&#034 &#034What would monsieur le connaisseur have in mind?&#034 she asked back, grinning derisively. It made me laugh. She often accused me of being a snob with wine. At the same time, most examples of my alledged snobbery had made her exclaim she'd never thought wine could be that good. Being two-faced was a thing Aidna handled effortlessly, though, and with her usual flair. &#034A frisky, dry Riesling to start with maybe? And then something a little more rich in body to continue?&#034 I replied, deliberately using wine lingo to tease her. &#034I'd say I'm frisky enough for that Riesling,&#034 she winked. ...
    &#034Hmm, good to hear,&#034 I replied, walking to the fridge to fetch the bottle. &#034It's been a while since I saw you really frisky.&#034 &#034I know,&#034 she answered, not at all affected by my insinuation. &#034Lots of work stress makes me a lousy fuck. Better to not seduce you then.&#034 I chuckled while uncorking the bottle. This was so typically Aidna. &#034How do you get rid of the stress then?&#034 &#034Like you do, probably?&#034 she replied with a naughty grin. &#034And how is that?&#034 &#034Well, for lack of a dick to jerk it off with, girls tend to use a fast finger,&#034 she replied without blinking an eye. &#034And why ask for the sake of asking?&#034 &#034I'm a curious man, you're an open minded woman,&#034 I replied, handing her the glass of Riesling. She nodded, whispered &#034Cheers&#034, took a sip and observed me for a few seconds. Then her eyes narrowed. &#034Mmm, and you're inviting me to do it for you, eh?&#034 &#034I am,&#034 I said, taking a sip as well. In a moment, I would either see her shrug it off and change the subject or watch her accept. It was going to be the latter, I concluded from seeing her put her glass aside. And it was. She gave me a frolic grin, then started to slide her legging down with panties and all. There wasn't a trace of discomfort in how she unbared her pitch-black haired pussy and stump. She lifted and twitched it upon revealing, eying my crotch as she did. My guaranteed instant response never ceased to flatter her, and she ...
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