Bigo Lady In Red - She toys, cums, sucks, fucks and facialed.

When she stops her play, she is released from the restraints. The crown jewels are placed on the table. At my command, the boys circle the crown jewels to see how they are numbered. They find the one that is the most sensitive, the youngest has the smallest, the most sensitive is the oldest, the youngest has the largest, and he is Mistress Brianna. She enjoys everything that she can get her hands on. During the reign of Queen Latifiyah, Princess Annas one of the most spectacular punishments given was to anyone who disrobed in the queen's presence. As soon as they saw her there, they were immediately relegated to the back rooms, and there were several who wished to be disrobed but were prevented from doing so by the queen. As for the men, there was a common desire to fuck and fuck their own wives, but the desire to fuck and fuck other women was new. It was something that Bigo Lady In Red had never considered doing to a man. They were very much into the seed games that they had been instructed to play before. Slowly, the desire took over, and the humiliation was well worth the high cost to the dominants. Harsh but loving punishments followed as Bigo Lady In Red watched, and eventually, the men tired of the humiliation began to beg their queen to make them suck her seed. She granted them one last favor, to suck her own cock, but said that they would have to be punished for disobeying the queen. The discipline and thirst for sex had been such that the young men began to fantasize about being thrust into vans and driven to other countries. The women were even more intrigued. "Why not let them have some fun?" Mrs.

Bigo Lady In Red suggested. "It will only take a few words from the queen to get them thinking." Many tried to, but failed. Not that Ms. Robinson would have it. After some encouragement, the men agreed that they would call the queen and have her come over. The queen saw the futility of their effort and left the play room shortly after 54. Her men were desperate to have her, but the humiliation of having all their efforts wasted on a woman who was outside their sphere of influence was too great. She had barely been in the room when she accosted them. They were exhausted by their eagerness to call her and were willing to do anything, for she had trained them long ago to not act without her permission. It was a test, for all of them, for their trust in her. They nodded, whispered, "It's time." and told of their plight. The anxiety began to set in. With the fear of the unknown replaced by the anticipation of what might actually be, one by one, the men came forth, and the game was won for the night. The queen could not be found, although they all remained as they were. The winner had all but left, probably to go home and/or live out the rest of their lives.

But there was little they could do now. Ms. Robinson, the winner, volunteered to be the new king. She had no compunctions about being with a woman when she wanted to be. She just had to have that one moment alone with a woman. It was Ms. Bigo Lady In Red's task to convince the men to work for her estate. She had ample opportunities, provided they were willing to trust her. Those few times she was able to have sex were when she was with the woman she was talking about, and she had none with the woman who was talking about her. It just wasn't the same without her. As the nights went on, her hand gradually made its way to Ms. Bigo Lady In Red's sex. Sometimes it was light, sometimes it was heavy. It was with confusion. Each of the three of them was lost in their own fantasies. When the sun came up, she stood on her tiptoes, her long legs and very sexy body splayed against the canvas of the van..