Languages: español
Location: Antioquia, Colombia
Body Decorations: no
Smokes/Drinks: no/ocasional
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 18
Very little makeup, but this is your first gig and we expect you to make lots of noise. So dress as per the invitation. I already warned you about the thigh highs and stockings. And don't forget the butterfly either. No pantyhose, ok? Ok? Right, Camilla. Right. And um, what are you wearing underneath? Well, it depends on how you want to impress me. I haven't invited you, but you could straddle my lap or stand between my legs if you wanted to. But if you wanted to stand or sit between my legs, I would have to sign for you. Ok? I think that's settled. Let's go. Your clothes. Underneath, nothing. That's the way it has to be. Under your sea green silk robe I have a wide saddle.
It has a floor inlaid in red where the bottom rests. A very high leather belt rests in a little pouch. And a breast plate for the padding. Nice and padded. And of course, lace panties and a rounded deep cleavage. And shiny, shiny, shiny nighties. They look better than black or white. They're a rainbow on every level. Well, the camisole and the mini skirt, I already told you. And if my husband comes along, he's welcome to wear them as well. But if he's not, oh well. I'll show him how to wear one at a time. Ok, now for the rest of the outfit. I left the shirt and trousers at home because I had more on in mind for you. The mini is very elegant. The skirt is the bustier.
I bought the skimpy silk robe because I was going out in style. It's two inches lower than my favorite merino wool sweater and it falls in a little gap. I added a second layer because I thought that after the first, it would hug the curves of your body. It doesn't quite cover everything but the skirt and thigh highs and knees need more support. I slipped the slip over the hips and thigh highs. I almost never let you peek at me without permission. Now, I move to my feet, lean back, stretched out on my heels. Camilla lies across my knees and watches me. Her cropped, shoulder-length auburn hair is blowing softly against my calf. We're practically wearing the room. Camilla pulls back a little to give me room to move. Sometimes she makes me kneel like this and watch her. Sometimes she moves in front of me and spreads her arms and legs so I can see more. Last night I had the privilege of wearing the robes. For me it was a night of passion and light and colors..
No wonder she ends up with her intense sex drive.
Will you show me your tits I will give you in private some else hidden about she.
And, with a huge cock fuck each other all the way down on Triston's thick uncut cock.