sandie_vix

Bring me a man for yourself. I shuddered. Finally, you wanted to materialize my fantasy, your fantasy. I had wanted it for so long... I knew who to talk to and went to him. Kamagere had introduced us when we were lovers and, although he never said anything out of respect, his desire was evident. I explained to him what we wanted to do, he hesitated for a moment while he weighed it up, but nodded and his eyes shone on his ebony skin. He arrived at the agreed time. You were sitting in the armchair, motionless and silent. His presence intimidated him at first, but when I kissed him, he gripped my dress and tore it apart like a wild animal, leaving me naked and defenseless. He opened his jaws and engulfed one of my breasts with his fleshy lips while his hands lowered my thong and his fingers searched for my pussy, separated its lips, caressed the clitoris, and plunged into my interior. He bit my nipple with his ivory teeth and I begged. He obeyed and sank his fangs in with such force that I thought he would tear it off, while tracing lines, circles, spirals, on my sex with his fingers, slowly, fast, again and again, again and again, looking for the source that only Kamagere knew how to find