1. Coquilles à la me


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

    staring of her light blue eyes gave her asking an intensity that made me shiver. &#034Your hot stump. There's no hotter way to take off a leg than they did with yours,&#034 I said, jerking harder as I spoke. I had done the confessions, all of them. As I knew she wished me to never hold back. &#034Details,&#034 she whispered, her fingertip starting to move frantically. &#034Your scar is incredibly hot,&#034 I obliged. &#034Such a thrilling reminder of where they made the cut to amputate your leg.&#034 Her mesmerising stare, from straight into my eyes down to my rockhard boner being jerked and back. The sounds of my fast moving fist, of Aidna's finger sopping. The smell of my precum mixing in with the now gushing wetness of her cunt. This was stroking all senses, or bashing them rather. &#034Cut off high enough to give you a short stump that makes me really, really hard. It maximises the contrast between your long leg and your hot high amputation, which is especially hot when you walk with crutches. Beautifully round curved too, your thrillingly high missing leg, and it has just enough muscles left to allow you to tease me with beautifully aimless contractions and super hot stump dangling,&#034 I continued, going all-out, my heart in my throat, my excitement roaring. &#034And if only your fascination was to decide, would it have my leg cut off if I still had it?&#034 Aidna was going all-out as well. She had never asked me this before. The sheer taboo of it drove me wild. ...
    &#034It would,&#034 I replied, near growling with arousal. &#034Just the way it's amputated now. You're a perfectly amputated hottie.&#034 Our very much overstepping the mark conversation had the same effect on her, it seemed. That fingertip was full on her clit now, squeezing so hard it was making her grimace. I watched her stump contract its muscles in rapid convulsions, feeling the sight of it sting my balls. I't was excitingly evident: I'd done my confessions and now Aidna was using them against me, and as much without mercy as thrilled by this herself. I knew she wasn't opposed to my fascination, even welcomed in a way. She was no exception to women craving to be desired, and anyone finding her leg amputation an asset rather than a turnoff made that distinctly easier. It didn't mean she'd just accept anyone who did, far from even, but in terms of a welcome twist in male erotic preferences, she did appreciate it. &#034So much an amputated hottie that I can make you cum over my stump?&#034 &#034You have no idea how hard,&#034 I replied, panting like mad. &#034Show me...&#034 she whispered. It was followed by a loud moan. Aidna was close too, and judging from the speed at which her middle finger was moving, she wasn't holding off. I stepped closer, so close that my cockhead touched her stump. I rubbed it, guided by my jerking fist and letting my precum lubricate the smoothness of my hard cock indenting the soft fleshly remainder of a leg taken off. She welcomed it with panting ...
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