Languages: English
Location: Your dream city <3
Body Decorations: yes
Smokes/Drinks: no
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 20
Body Type: Slim
I have studied these clips and they always bring out the most response.They are beautiful to look at and will make you cringe with embarrassment. Truth is, sometimes I like to look at my cum shot and think how beautiful I look in my various embarrassment videos. Sometimes I cum in my embarrassment.Sometimes I blush and look at myself in the mirror to see how my body responds to the various sounds and lights. It helps give the illusion of freedom.I have experimented with many of these things and while I do not personally use them I like to think of them as a sexual mask that takes away my autonomy.It is almost as if the sounds and lights have affected your body that renders you helpless. You can feel them wavering and teasing your body. You can relish the sting of the lashes of the whip or giggle at the hilarious and playful look on my face. But, you can also relish the different reactions your body has for the sounds and lights. It is almost as if your personality has evolved along with the different tools and techniques. I once placed a variety of leather, glass and jewelry on my desk and then crossed my fingers. I had to run a tight tight bead of sweat from my palms to my brow to keep my eyes open. The audible crack of the whip reverberates throughout the room. You can hear the crackle and hum of the fire as it burns in the hearth. The powerful sound of the whip subside before it tore into your body.The electricity that permeates the room transmits to you the same ferocity that the whip creates in your flesh.
As the whip leaves your flesh you feel only the crushing weight of your muscles wrapped around the fine threads of leather.As your muscles clench down on the leather, you feel the heat of the flames rising inside your body.In the distance, you feel tongues whispering against your ear. Silent, loving and knowledgeable, they are your master's voice. You can hear his low tuff Scottish brogue. They are expertly woven into the soft music of the laughter. They whisper warnings and commands and ask you to comply with their wishes. The pervasive laughter. The overwhelming sound of the flames. The fierce urgency of the superheated mud. The dangerous spontaneity of the young male. The fire in your flesh, so intense you feel as if your very soul is on the line. The clash of youth against tradition and the obstacles to fulfillment that they have laid before you. To WHO is the LORD of the spirits, and you believe it is a young man...that were you were cast away into the fire. The barriers between the physical and the spiritual are breaking down. Civil Wars have raged for eons.
Religion has been the enemy of both. Truth and reason versus expectation and desire. The final barrier to flow is you. You have no gender, no social standing. Except in the confinement of your body. No muscles, no brain. No accomplishment. Only a mind divided as between these two camps. The mind of the selfish, who waits for no more of you and the mind of the possessive, who strives for you in all you do to me. You are the same man. You are the same hungering soul. Underneath, a strong indelible lust emanates. A vitality that transcends age and conceals the age..
Luckily for me, Chatroulette Version Youtube is the type of art I enjoy.
This is my married neighbor Chatroulette Version Youtube on Thurs.
He gets very well aquainted with Chatroulette Version Youtube's cock, and can't wait to pull each of their cock before getting fucked hard on her desk.