She entered the dressing room.
Kenya knew that her legs were money makers and she did her best to always accent them gorgeously.
As she undressed, she ran her hands along them; they were beautifully encased in silky hosiery which she left on. Masturbation chatbot.
She pulled the costume’s shimmery gold skirt up her body.
The skirt hugged her hips.
Her curves were gorgeously displayed and from the view in the full length mirror, her ass was round and firm.
The jeweled toned baubles encircled her waist pulling the eye to her caramel toned, flat tummy. Bottom the band.
Kenya worked hard to maintain her small but curvy body.
Bending down to see if the skirt would show a little too much, Kenya smiled.
‘It leaves something to the imagination but it’s just enough to whet the sexual appetite!’ Now for the midriff baring top, its gold and purple material flashing in the mirror made her smile. Pale busty redhead getting railed.
She shrugged out of her sweater and laid it over the small bench.
Kenya pulled on the top and another smile crept across her face, it was fabulous! The costume would make her an irresistibly exotic vision and Julian would be unable to resist touching her, leering at her, his body would be intensely aware of hers.
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It always was.
She removed the costume, quickly dressed and headed to checkout line.
Walking swiftly to her black Mustang, Kenya was distracted and thought, ‘this celebration is going to be momentous.
’ She also realized that she would definitely need a Caesar for the evening, in fact, she would need much more. Interracial lesbians strap ons.
Julian was her dream come true; not that she didn’t deserve a good man, it’s more that she’d had a run of really bad luck and instantly dissed him when they met.
Thank goodness for the man’s perseverance, as he was just the tall drink of icy, cold water that she needed to quench her parched lips on a hot, sunny day. Interracial wimp husband stories.
His unbelievably dark skin contrasted with her mixed heritage mulatto tone and he’d readily admitted that her legs were the pull that drew her to him.
She used those legs to her advantage that night; for everything that she’d done during the evening was a manipulation to get her way.
“Julian, come here; how was your day?” He approached her and she walked into his outstretched arms.
Kenya exhaled, closed her eyes, and inhaled, breathing in his scent; she loved the woodsy citrus aroma of his cologne combined with his natural scent. Xliamsexyhot live sex full hd video animal.
It appealed to her in the most primal way.
“What’re you cooking, Ya-Ya?” “Come on, Julian, you know I hate that damn name.
” “What’re you cooking, sweetie?” Kenya stared at Julian cryptically and sighed, “Condescending, you know I don’t like that…you’re treading on thin ice. Secret sex date.