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Coquilles à la me
Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: SingularityNL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
passion and another loud moan. She stared at it with flaming eyes, her fingertip squeezing and pushing ever frantically. And then she saw me tense. The burst of my ejaculation splattered full over her stump, making it twitch uncontrollably as my dollops of tribute came spurting out. Because that it was, a tribute, a total sexual reveling in her leg being amputated, made possible by her willingness to undergo the full tenor of my fascination for the one-legged. And while I was shamelessly glorifying the fleshly beauty of her having no right leg, Aidna came with quivering intensity, almost directly after me and trembling near out of control. *** She stared at me in silence. Tender, nibbling kisses. A vulnerable smile. Pitch-black hair sticking to an all sweaty face, amplifying the contented exhaustion in her light blue eyes. I kissed back, caressing the naked softness of her skin from her shoulders down along her spine. Her glowing body undulated against mine. Gently pressing, she played her breasts against my chest, in aftermath surrender and sensuously enjoying all clothes being off now. "We're weird, aren't we?" she whispered. "Most people take their clothes off befóre sex, we did after." "How do you mean after?" I winked. She giggled softly. "Not finished with me yet?" "I only just started..." "Mmm, good to hear..." she whispered mischievously. "I could do with a proper fuck." "You look like you can," I ... grinned. "Hmm, so it shows?" It didn't, but I nodded nonetheless. "That's bad." "It is, but we have all evening, haven't we?" She confirmed with a soft groan. "And the night, if you feel like." It got me a charmed smile. I was taking her fickleness into account and she appreciated it. "Naked dinner first," she replied, meaning she hadn't made up her mind yet. "Short sizzled coquilles to start with, if memory serves me well?" I nodded and gave her another nibble-kiss. "They're an afrodisiac, not?" "My dinners are well-conceived," I winked. "So your cunning plan was to try and fuck me after the first course?" "Possibly..." "A starter to get me horny and a raunchy video to help me letting you jump on me; don't you think that's a bit thin for a woman of my class?" she asked with a defiant chuckle. "Depends on how eager for a fuck the classy woman is?" I replied, winking. "Good point," she replied, her eyebrow lifting subtly. "But how did you know I would be?" "Well, our last fuck has been two weeks, you booked me for the whole evening and when we phoned about it you added twice that you wouldn't have to work tomorrow. An educated guess." She looked at me as if caught redhanded, then her face turned to a sporting smile. "Pretty good guessing... for a man blinded by lust." "You f***e me to be a good guesser. You're too sexy to be bad at it." I let my ...