1. Gorgon


    Date: 11/14/2014, Categories: Fetish, Author: dhc0005, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    would just hurry off without a plan at times. A knock at my door and enters my plump visage. She changed her clothes. Under her large and heavy robe is nothing. She even bathed. Not a lot of that happens. She comes to me without missing a graceful step. She kisses me and our tongues dance with calmness. I will make this night last is what she is telling me. I grab her rump, lift her easily enough, and place her on the bed. She spreads her legs and I touch her sex softly. I then give it a soft pat and rub in circular motions. She gasps and moans through her pleasure. I kiss her neck all the way down to her succulent chest. She grabs my cock and tugs. Feverishly she wants claim of my cock in her man-trap. I maneuver on top of her like a snake. She wraps her corpulent arms around my strong neck and tells me she is ready for me to fuck her. I slide myself inside and she hugs me into her fleshy being. I prefer to slowly destroy a woman's defenses as I stroke deep and precise. I tease women like this because the build-up is worth the eruption they release. She whimpers on the verge of crying for me to put her out of her misery, but I don't comply. She chose the wrong man to give her what she wants. I hold out myself because my cock wants to know relief. So here we are, two mortals wanting nothing more than to feel the bliss of orgasmic nothingness, but I cling to the world of control. I sweat and swear, and see my lovely begging. I pick up my pace and slam harder. She finally is ...
    able to let go and spews all she has into my pelvis. I pull out and shoot my cock off on her stomach. Some lands on her breasts. I lie on my back and look up at the ceiling. The woman sl**ps on my front. Again I go over my travels in my head that I will soon embark on when morning comes. I leave my beauty to her dreams early. I buy a horse and ride to the nearest port. It's going to take me about a three-day’s travel. It is almost fall so I have to hurry with this perilous undertaking. Riding horseback isn't so bad once you get use to it, but I prefer my own legs. I try to look around my surroundings and scan the environment. My own way of enjoying life. I make it to the harbor and sell the horse. Getting a boat to sail for a good two months is going to be hard. People know who I am. The “Crazy Wanderer” is what they call me. They know of my exploits and the treasures I have collected. Most would retire, but I guess I have that itch that can't be scratched unless death does. There is one crew who says if I pay right they'll take me to the island. I reach in my belt and give them a pouch of gems. The gems literally came from a rainbow. I found them at the end of it and it just so happened there was treasure. Thing is, it's a toss up. Sometimes there's nothing, and sometimes it's a trap. They check the gems to make sure they are real. The captain gives some lecture about how I am practically a detriment to crews, but my money is real. That's not the only thing that's real. I work ...