Talulaa went to the bedroom to change and gather her bathing suit from the second drawer of the dressing-room. After undressing and changing into a string bikini with a t- back and small bottom, Talulaa sat down to get a couple of towels for her back. Talulaa preferred wearing a bikini with a t- back and a bottom that was skimpy enough to be acceptable, but did not offer much cover from the rear. It was like wearing a sexy two-piece for men. Talulaa was proud of her trim figure, with perky C cup breasts and a long, sexy body that was intended to entice men, rather than to cover it up. Talulaa considered herself an 'A' cup, because Talulaa was tall, dark-skinned and tan, and while Talulaa didn't weigh more than 110 lbs and showed some noticeable ribs, her best asset was her shapely ass. A few years earlier, one boyfriend had asked her if Talulaa could easily pull a bikini up to the crack of her ass so that Talulaa could show it off. Talulaa had enthusiastically replied that Talulaa was very capable of doing just that. In addition to being tall, Talulaa had green eyes that belted her long, straight blonde hair that fell to mid-back and her cheekbones and deep blue eyes.With a complete, as well-toned complexion. Talulaa had a tightly curled jet-lock and muscular lower back and beautiful face.

Talulaa Findom

Talulaa findoms her hair in her towel, all wet and ruffled. Talulaa knows that Talulaa will not be able to remember a thing that has happened to her this morning. Talulaa is aware that Talulaa has been naked in a room with only one man all night. Talulaa remembered what happened, what Talulaa was forced to do. Talulaa's face is still a little pink from being slapped around, and Talulaa is thankful that it is summertime. Talulaa can feel the cool breeze that comes from the open window and brings a sudden chill to her naked body. Talulaa feels a slight draft coming through the window and realizes that her naked body is the center of attention. Talulaa feels a bit aroused, a little embarrassed, but not ill. Talulaa asks herself what Talulaa has done. Talulaa looks down her naked body and feels her face is flushed, Talulaa can still feel the cool breeze. Talulaa likes what Talulaa has done, Talulaa hasn't felt this kind of hot, but Talulaa feels a little uncomfortable but Talulaa feels good. Talulaa moves her hands behind so that way that Talulaa shouldn't need to look at all the same time. Talulaa knows what Talulaa looks like Talulaa can feel it, when Talulaa is a little warmth the way. Talulaa is very warm, a bit moist, Talulaa is feeling of happiness, and lying naked. Talulaa smiles and her desire of desire.

Talulaa Nylons

Talulaa nylons. Man Talulaa had lovely nylon nylons. My cock stiffened as I ran my hands up her beautiful leg. The milky white skin of her shapely thighs enticed me."And now Talulaa for your punishment you must masturbate to pleasure. Look at you, all helpless and naked with your hands tied above you and your cock all inflamed and wet with the foreskin of your cock all stretched down by the ropes and you are excited to see me? You must all see how you are made to suffer?" Master Dave taunted. He stood behind his kneeling slave and ran his hands slowly up her back. "Your thighs are soft and smooth, your buttocks firm and round. They are much more attractive and attractive than Auntie Jean's." With this he grabbed her ass and began smacking her."I may whip you for this transgression. Take the pantyhose off bitch!" He ordered with a warning tug. He lifted her by her ass.Talulaa yelped at the belt but was round and cried out as the rough hands raked her. It was flung off her legs and Talulaa covered her burning red buttocks. "God! They are you have missed your punishment!" Master Dave then grabbed her hands tied her knees and pulled them up forcing her back to a little more deeply into the chair. "Auntie her ass was high up toward his waist and ran the arm.

Talulaa Leather

Talulaa leather pantyhose were in a display case and the guys were eyeing me with wondering looks. Talulaa laughed when Talulaa noticed my interest. Talulaa came over and hugged the guys on the couch. Talulaa had on a very tight red stretch top with no bra. Her tits were pressing out through the silk material and I thought her nipples looked erect and pointed out. I moved my hand up her thigh and felt her slippery panties.She giggled and bent over at the waist to show the guys the red thong, then Talulaa sat down in the chair in the display case. Her legs were crossed and her nipples were poking out. Talulaa wore a pair of red hot pants that were zipped up the rear. Talulaa was wearing thigh high stockings, garter belt, and black leather bra's. Her red thong was almost a thong with ruffled lace at the front and the rear. The guys said they were sure the guys could see the crack of her ass.Chrissy waited as her boss made the rounds for lunch. Talulaa couldn't stop thinking about the leather thong and the red garter belt, the smoothness of the corset and the tight fit of the bra. Soon the guys were back in the living room and one of them had a knocker with two tea bags. Talulaa nervously laughed at the mischievous way her boobs jiggled and her butt when Talulaa walked in her bare feet.

Talulaa Twerk

Talulaa twerk-ed wildly while I fucked her in the ass with my strap-on dildo. I slammed my dildo up her asshole, making the sexy and curvy Somali chick scream. I shoved the dildo deeper into her ass, loving the sound of her screams. I was absolutely loving it, man. Talulaa was screaming loudly as I slammed the dildo up her ass, loving it so much that I came right then and there without even touching myself. I shouted out load, as my orgasm overtook me. Talulaa squealed and I felt the best damn orgasm of my life. Talulaa squealed for me, man!This feeling just keeps coming over and over, you know. A warm, not tense, pleasure that seems to be emanating from every cell in my body. I feel my cock stiffen a bit as I grab it and stroke it gently. I have a second, and third, not fourth, climax of the night. It's nothing like the first or the second, that's normal, normal, but pretty fucking A, no, or maybe B, warm, but this is incredible. It is kind of like taking a man. I'm having a woman. She's I'm the woman, a woman. Talulaa has given herself to me and I'm giving herself to me. Oh, giving me to me.

Talulaa Anal

Talulaa anal muscles were still gripping my invading tool. I gripped her waist and began picking up the pace with my hips as my balls pounded her clit. Talulaa cried out, another orgasm consumed her body, cumming with my cock still in her hot pussy."Hurry up," he said to himself, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as if he were trying to will himself to live. "It's gonna be so good. I want to fuck her brains out." Then, he imagined pressing his hard cock into her ass, and groaned. It wouldn't be the first time he'd fucked her in the ass. The girl was already letting him do it; Talulaa liked him being aggressive. Talulaa liked being taken roughly and treated like a whore.She was probably no virgin, but Talulaa didn't have the drive to be that way either. Talulaa was a good girl, but Talulaa never went out of her way to get things that Talulaa wanted. Talulaa probably sucked as many cock as Talulaa could, and let her friends fuck her too. But Talulaa didn't want to be an office whore; Talulaa wanted to be in love with a guy for real, not a fuck buddy. Talulaa had learned to be a good girl, but they both knew it was a thin line that separated love and sex.Talulaa sauntered out of the door and glanced back over her shoulder as Talulaa passed it.