Woman With PlumageGeschreven door: Master_Vyle Label(s): BDSM, Dom / sub, Erotica, Humiliation, Male Domination, Plumper, Slavery She stands an oddity in the corner of the gallery, Blue feathers in the mask over her face, Peering out with eyes as equally as blue. Is there pleading there? The eyes search the faces of all walking through the gallery, Some laugh at her as others lust for her. To me she is a beauty, Even a well versed Master’s skills can not hide it, I feel certain I will buy her if my bid is right. She is on her hands and knees, Long and curly brown hair rains down to her forearms, From her ass jut the long and elegant plumes some extinct species. I linger in the corner of the gallery, I pass with my group and then a second, Then I stand to study her as the next group comes round. “Are they selling this one by the pound?,” someone asked. Two girls on leashes cover their faces and giggle, One is sure they have forgotten what it is like to be placed low. They leave and she looks to me through the holes in her mask, Again the eyes plead, I wonder how many times she has been up for auction. It is a shame One thinks, She has nice and chunky arms, Her is ass broad and wider than her shoulders. Super plus size woman with plumage, That is her description on the card by her station, I read again before admiring her features. There is a hint of freckles on her face under the feathered eyes, Her big round belly hangs low and nearly touching the floor, A firm hand I suspect keeps her steady enough not to let it lower. Of her other assets I can only imagine, Her cunt is no doubt well used for sure, Although it does not preclude tightness. The woman with plumage gives me the eyes again, I know she is dying to make a sound to further get my attention, Again a firm hand and harsh beating I am sure keeps her silent. One cocks his head up and throws it back, Walking away I feign disinterest, Her pleading eyes are still on my back. I will go to the counter and place my bid, Sealing the envelope I do with confidence it is enough, My sole interest is in bringing plus sized woman with plumage home. Misschien vind je een van de onderstaande verhalen leuk: Fucking my Family(36 minuten)Fictie - Anaal, Incest, Male / Females, Male / Older Female, Pregnant, Teen God, had his older sister had just asked him if he was having sex. He could feel the blood rushing to his cock, could feel Patty's breast against his arm, could feel her leg curled against his.... "Yes," he finally answered, whispering in her ear. Sisters Suck Me Off Chapter 1(27 minuten)Fictie - Incest, Male / Female, Male / Female Teens, Male / Females, Teen, Teen Male / Female Jenna had increased the length of her hip strokes. We were almost at the point of really fucking. She brought her head up again and I quickly went to sleep...She was still holding herself over me on her bent knees, arm on the back of the couch, never really coming down all the way; her ass hovered inches off of my balls with her every downstroke. Eventually she increased her fucking until most of my big dick was swallowed up into her sopping pussy with each stroke. Car Ride with Mom(11 minuten)Fictie - Incest, Male / Older Female, Teen Male / Female "I know, but mom doesn't weigh much. What do you say, mom. Would you mind sitting on my lap?" Okay, I'll take a seat on your lap. Looking at my husband Steve, I added, "But if it gets too uncomfortable, I want to stop at a rest stop." He agreed, saying, "Okay, let's get our showers so we can get on the road." New Enceladus - chapter 8(<10 minuten)Science Fiction - Biseksueel, Male / Females, Romance, Vrouw Polygamous family on a new planet. MY LADY WINS A NIGHT WITH A MALE STRIPPER(<10 minuten)Waargebeurd - Ass to mouth, Biseksueel, Cuckold, Dwang, Erotica, Exhibitionisme, Female exhibitionist, Group Sex, Hardcore, Male / Older Female, Masturbation, Mature, Older Female / Males, Oral Sex, Overspel, Pijpen, Reguliere sex, Spanking, Voyeur “I was having coffee with three of my girlfriends this morning when they piqued my interest. All three of them told me their men were intent on making their sex lives more erotic. They took great delight in telling me the erotic is a source of power for them. "The erotic comes from the sharing of joy, whether physical, emotional, psychic, or intellectual. Sexual pleasure without fucking, one of them surmised succinctly," my lady Sarah told me. | ||||