I take great pride in my prowess—a true master of tease and denial, this vixen has a special treat.
My willing victim, a helpless spectator, watches on in anticipation and agony. The sight of his throbbing cock twitching— circulación—as she plays dirty.
I’m in control, and I love it. My magnetic allure draws him in, a siren’s song he can’t resist.
A mysterious stranger joins the party, his pecs protruding from a tight wife beater. Without preamble, he grabs me, his intentions clear.
He bends me over, and the fun begins. My moans fill the room, a chorus of depravity, as his thrusts go deeper with each moment.
The subbie watches, his own cock aching, denied and dripping. Loretta’s relentless—I was out for blood, and his suffering amuses me.
The stranger pounds me relentlessly, and my eyes roll back in ecstasy. I’m in heaven, and so is my audience of one.
But the true masterpiece awaits—When I grab a vibrating toy, pressing it against my clit as the stranger pounds away.
The dual stimulation is too much—she squirts, a fountain of desire that soaks the stranger’s beard.
My subbie watching, a drip of pre-cum forming at his tip, is driven wild with frustration. I’m the orchestrator of his anguish, loves every moment.
The stranger’s work is done, and he departs, leaving me used and satisfied smirk to glare at the helpless viewer.
The night’s not over—I have plans for my eager pet. But first, I’ll make him wait, teasing him mercilessly as the night draws out.
You perverts can relish this cruel masterpiece!”