Femdom JOI
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YOU ME AND JOI free porn video
Hi there.
It’s just you and me. And I have you all to myself for the next few minutes. You’ve sneaked off from your other half/to be alone with me. We both know why you’re here. It’s because, like me, you have a fetish for nylon, tights, pantyhose and/or spandex. Your friends probably don’t even know. They might not understand why a ‘girl’ like me makes your cock harder than a regular girl. I understand how your heart beats faster when you see the hosiery section in a department store, or maybe a pair of tights dangling somewhere. I know the feeling of a beating heart when you’ve braved the embarrassment at a store to buy tights and can’t wait to get home, or when you see the postman has delivered your leotard and can’t wait to squeeze into it, or when you’ve stuffed a pair of your sister in law’s tights in your pocket and hope she won’t notice that they’re missing. I know how it feels when you’re looking at your body in the mirror, smoothing your hands over your ass and legs, secretly dreaming you can dress like this for others like you.
Like most girls I wear tights EVERY DAY. Unlike most girls I ENJOY my tights. I like to layer them, encase myself in them, stuff them down my tights and d**** many, may pairs over my face and body and call out ‘Tight, tights, I love tights!’ as I smooth my hands over my legs and rub my crotch. One thing I love as much as wearing nylon is seeing other guys and ‘girls’ in them. I love to feel the weight of a man in tights on me, nylon cock on nylon cock. Nothing beats that feeling. Nothing comes close. I love grinding and being rubbed so hard that my eyes look insane as I’m trying to process the pleasure. I love being pissed with lust, knowing that it’s the weight of another man on me, or under me. I love the way heels lift my ass, or the way a tight skirt presses my knees together or how my nylon thighs look when I squat down, and part my feet. I love my pantyline being visible. I love being your secret girl. And dressing like one.
You want me as much as I want you. Perhaps you’re wearing a pair of your wife’s shiny tights as you’re reading this or maybe a skin tight leotard. Why not open my galleries in another tab and choose one of the outfits you’d like to see me in. Perhaps you like my legs in my glimmering, shiny, tights and how they swish ever so much, my secret darling. Or perhaps you love how well-defined my curvy ass looks in my leotards and Lycra. Look at the poses. I’m offering my arse to you. Imagine rubbing yourself against that, or me sitting on your face, grinding it against your nose and mouth. Maybe you like my tight skirts, heels and wigs, and my provocative slutty poses. Or the way the shine of my stocking mask encased face defines my features. Look at me. I’m so proud of myself. Be sure of one thing, as you look at my pics: I’ve worn these outfits for guys like you before. I’ve teased and pranced around for them as they wanked/jerked themselves off. I’ve sucked them through tights or leotards. They creamed over my encased face, as they looked into my eyes. Go on, I hope you’re starting to stroke your HARD COCK. Because this is what it’s really about. I’m wearing glossy tights and a leotard because I like wearing them as much as you like seeing me in them but also because I want your HARD COCK in my mouth or up my ass. I want you to stretch a tight glossy stocking over your face. I want to see your how you face looks distorted with nylon lust. I’d love that distorted face pressed right against my ass in my skintight leotard or pressed between my glossy nylon thighs. I want you to push your hard happily married cock inside my stocking mask.
You know I can imagine sitting on your lap as I say this, as I usually would and have done many times. And we’d kiss. Even better if my smelly tights are stretched over your face. We’d kiss, my secret darling, behind your other half’s back, nylon mouth to nylon mouth. Smooth your hands over my arse, through my leotard and tights. The thought of our unfaithfulness makes my smile stretch my stocking mask. Jerk your COCK, you dirty pig! I’ll lean back on the sofa, pull my knees to my chest so my panties stretch against my ass under my glossy tights, or my leotard, whatever you need me to wear. I’ll get in this position so you can sniff my ass, before I suck your hard cock. Be sure of something else: when I suck you I’ll look in your eyes and talk dirty. I’ll say all the dirty things you want to hear and then I’ll frantically suck you so hard that my lust will make my wig slip down. This is what we both want. I can suck you through my stocking mask or put three layers of dark red lipstick on. You can cream inside or I can take it all over my mouth. Jerk that cock. Yeah? Come on! We’re alone! I know you. You may have wanked/jerked yourself to my pics before, you dirty pervert! What did it for you? My outfits? My poses? The look on my face? But you wanted it. Maybe you didn’t know my mind but dreamed that I’d be slutty and bad. Would you like me to slowly kiss your leotard crotch as I look at you? Maybe you’d like me to lie on my front so you can grind your encased cock against my curvy ass in my ever so tight leotard.
Maybe you’re the particular type I’ve met before who aches to be shagged, for me to work up a sweat slapping my hips against your buttocks as I hysterically fuck you into the middle of next week. Go on, wank that cock through your shiny tights! Every stroke is for me. Let me crouch down and watch you through my gleaming stocking mask, as it compresses and smooth’s my features. You know, I’d like you to cream over my face. Yeah. It’s my cream. You can pipe your hot load over my shapely ass next time, fucking drench my leotard. I’ve got a taxi home many a night with a big damp spot still on my tights, leaking through to my tight knickers. In fact after one encounter with three burly guys my tights were so drenched in their cum that I had to take them off and ring them out before I went home. You know you’d still prefer me over your other half even if they wore the same outfits! Come on, jerk that hard, hard cock. I wear tight skirts sometimes…short naturally, only because I love showing off my legs but more so because I love pervs like you looking UP my skirt. I want your cream on my stocking face. I want it to be like that time I had an affair with a former boss of mine. When everyone went home, I’d slowly slip a shiny nylon stocking over my clean shaven face, wait for him in his office. We’d kiss for a while or I’d lie in his arms on his office sofa as he stroked my shiny head but it would always culminate in me crouched between his legs encouraging him to jerk off, my glimmering, distorted face whispering and seething the most disgusting fantasies to make him have no other alternative to pour and gush his married cream cover my face. I can still remember one time calling his wife to say her husband was late, while my mask was drenched in her husband’s cum. One time I stood over him, my high heels at either side of his head in my pleated high waist short black skirt as he looked up at my panties and tights while he jerked off. Just before he came I sat on his face so he could sniff my well-worn tights and panties. In fact he might be reading this himself. I sent him a link to my xhamster profile, to let him know what he’s missing. Guilt made him end our arrangement. He must have shagged me more times in several months than his wife over twenty years. Not to mention the odd fisting I gave him. Sometimes when I’m slipping into and swishing over a fresh pair of glossy tights for some random, waiting lover in the bedroom I have to smirk to myself, knowing that my former boss has to go to bed with that hulk he calls a wife. There are times as I’m being shafted so hard through a tiny slit in my layered tights that my wig often slides down, that I partially catch my expression in the mirror. It’s almost as if I can’t quite believe how good it feels to have a cock up my ass while I’m dressed like this.
Why is all this getting you hard? You’re sick. You wanna cum? Look at my stocking mask pics. Huh? You would like me to do what to you? Okay. Next time. I’ll do it. In fact I want to do that. Spunk on my face now though? Come on! Do it on my face! Drench my face! I want to feel it through my mask! Yeah I dress like this for you. Only for men like you. All the time! Next time you can plunge your hard prick up my ass. Come on, spray it over my face…yeah? Ooh sissy sissy me! Mmmm ooh!
It’s just you and me. And I have you all to myself for the next few minutes. You’ve sneaked off from your other half/to be alone with me. We both know why you’re here. It’s because, like me, you have a fetish for nylon, tights, pantyhose and/or spandex. Your friends probably don’t even know. They might not understand why a ‘girl’ like me makes your cock harder than a regular girl. I understand how your heart beats faster when you see the hosiery section in a department store, or maybe a pair of tights dangling somewhere. I know the feeling of a beating heart when you’ve braved the embarrassment at a store to buy tights and can’t wait to get home, or when you see the postman has delivered your leotard and can’t wait to squeeze into it, or when you’ve stuffed a pair of your sister in law’s tights in your pocket and hope she won’t notice that they’re missing. I know how it feels when you’re looking at your body in the mirror, smoothing your hands over your ass and legs, secretly dreaming you can dress like this for others like you.
Like most girls I wear tights EVERY DAY. Unlike most girls I ENJOY my tights. I like to layer them, encase myself in them, stuff them down my tights and d**** many, may pairs over my face and body and call out ‘Tight, tights, I love tights!’ as I smooth my hands over my legs and rub my crotch. One thing I love as much as wearing nylon is seeing other guys and ‘girls’ in them. I love to feel the weight of a man in tights on me, nylon cock on nylon cock. Nothing beats that feeling. Nothing comes close. I love grinding and being rubbed so hard that my eyes look insane as I’m trying to process the pleasure. I love being pissed with lust, knowing that it’s the weight of another man on me, or under me. I love the way heels lift my ass, or the way a tight skirt presses my knees together or how my nylon thighs look when I squat down, and part my feet. I love my pantyline being visible. I love being your secret girl. And dressing like one.
You want me as much as I want you. Perhaps you’re wearing a pair of your wife’s shiny tights as you’re reading this or maybe a skin tight leotard. Why not open my galleries in another tab and choose one of the outfits you’d like to see me in. Perhaps you like my legs in my glimmering, shiny, tights and how they swish ever so much, my secret darling. Or perhaps you love how well-defined my curvy ass looks in my leotards and Lycra. Look at the poses. I’m offering my arse to you. Imagine rubbing yourself against that, or me sitting on your face, grinding it against your nose and mouth. Maybe you like my tight skirts, heels and wigs, and my provocative slutty poses. Or the way the shine of my stocking mask encased face defines my features. Look at me. I’m so proud of myself. Be sure of one thing, as you look at my pics: I’ve worn these outfits for guys like you before. I’ve teased and pranced around for them as they wanked/jerked themselves off. I’ve sucked them through tights or leotards. They creamed over my encased face, as they looked into my eyes. Go on, I hope you’re starting to stroke your HARD COCK. Because this is what it’s really about. I’m wearing glossy tights and a leotard because I like wearing them as much as you like seeing me in them but also because I want your HARD COCK in my mouth or up my ass. I want you to stretch a tight glossy stocking over your face. I want to see your how you face looks distorted with nylon lust. I’d love that distorted face pressed right against my ass in my skintight leotard or pressed between my glossy nylon thighs. I want you to push your hard happily married cock inside my stocking mask.
You know I can imagine sitting on your lap as I say this, as I usually would and have done many times. And we’d kiss. Even better if my smelly tights are stretched over your face. We’d kiss, my secret darling, behind your other half’s back, nylon mouth to nylon mouth. Smooth your hands over my arse, through my leotard and tights. The thought of our unfaithfulness makes my smile stretch my stocking mask. Jerk your COCK, you dirty pig! I’ll lean back on the sofa, pull my knees to my chest so my panties stretch against my ass under my glossy tights, or my leotard, whatever you need me to wear. I’ll get in this position so you can sniff my ass, before I suck your hard cock. Be sure of something else: when I suck you I’ll look in your eyes and talk dirty. I’ll say all the dirty things you want to hear and then I’ll frantically suck you so hard that my lust will make my wig slip down. This is what we both want. I can suck you through my stocking mask or put three layers of dark red lipstick on. You can cream inside or I can take it all over my mouth. Jerk that cock. Yeah? Come on! We’re alone! I know you. You may have wanked/jerked yourself to my pics before, you dirty pervert! What did it for you? My outfits? My poses? The look on my face? But you wanted it. Maybe you didn’t know my mind but dreamed that I’d be slutty and bad. Would you like me to slowly kiss your leotard crotch as I look at you? Maybe you’d like me to lie on my front so you can grind your encased cock against my curvy ass in my ever so tight leotard.
Maybe you’re the particular type I’ve met before who aches to be shagged, for me to work up a sweat slapping my hips against your buttocks as I hysterically fuck you into the middle of next week. Go on, wank that cock through your shiny tights! Every stroke is for me. Let me crouch down and watch you through my gleaming stocking mask, as it compresses and smooth’s my features. You know, I’d like you to cream over my face. Yeah. It’s my cream. You can pipe your hot load over my shapely ass next time, fucking drench my leotard. I’ve got a taxi home many a night with a big damp spot still on my tights, leaking through to my tight knickers. In fact after one encounter with three burly guys my tights were so drenched in their cum that I had to take them off and ring them out before I went home. You know you’d still prefer me over your other half even if they wore the same outfits! Come on, jerk that hard, hard cock. I wear tight skirts sometimes…short naturally, only because I love showing off my legs but more so because I love pervs like you looking UP my skirt. I want your cream on my stocking face. I want it to be like that time I had an affair with a former boss of mine. When everyone went home, I’d slowly slip a shiny nylon stocking over my clean shaven face, wait for him in his office. We’d kiss for a while or I’d lie in his arms on his office sofa as he stroked my shiny head but it would always culminate in me crouched between his legs encouraging him to jerk off, my glimmering, distorted face whispering and seething the most disgusting fantasies to make him have no other alternative to pour and gush his married cream cover my face. I can still remember one time calling his wife to say her husband was late, while my mask was drenched in her husband’s cum. One time I stood over him, my high heels at either side of his head in my pleated high waist short black skirt as he looked up at my panties and tights while he jerked off. Just before he came I sat on his face so he could sniff my well-worn tights and panties. In fact he might be reading this himself. I sent him a link to my xhamster profile, to let him know what he’s missing. Guilt made him end our arrangement. He must have shagged me more times in several months than his wife over twenty years. Not to mention the odd fisting I gave him. Sometimes when I’m slipping into and swishing over a fresh pair of glossy tights for some random, waiting lover in the bedroom I have to smirk to myself, knowing that my former boss has to go to bed with that hulk he calls a wife. There are times as I’m being shafted so hard through a tiny slit in my layered tights that my wig often slides down, that I partially catch my expression in the mirror. It’s almost as if I can’t quite believe how good it feels to have a cock up my ass while I’m dressed like this.
Why is all this getting you hard? You’re sick. You wanna cum? Look at my stocking mask pics. Huh? You would like me to do what to you? Okay. Next time. I’ll do it. In fact I want to do that. Spunk on my face now though? Come on! Do it on my face! Drench my face! I want to feel it through my mask! Yeah I dress like this for you. Only for men like you. All the time! Next time you can plunge your hard prick up my ass. Come on, spray it over my face…yeah? Ooh sissy sissy me! Mmmm ooh!
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