Genres: Big Dick ,fucking ,CMNM ,Breeding
Video language: English

Master Snow used to scare me. He always appeared to be so stern and aloof, like this guy literally didn’t give a shit about everything or anyone. That told, he’s likewise one of these guys u nearly feel previous to u watch. That sounds a little mad, doesn’t it? He’s got a type of presence, an aura, which draws in anything around him.This might partially be a result of him always being so impeccably styled. Master Snow is of course a stud who knows how to wear a costume. His ties are immaculately knotted and anything that guy wears appears to be to fit him like a glove. I’ve often discovered myself staring at him and wondering what kind of body lies beneath these expensively-tailored layers of raiment. I’ve always rather hoped this guy looks as nice in natures garb as this chab does fully-dressed.By the time ...By the time I entered his office, I’d become a bag of nerves. He was sitting at a biggest desk and barely glanced at me as this chab said me to sit down. Then, this chab spent what felt like forever looking throughout my notes. Man, I’d love to watch what’s written there. There’s pages and pages of em and I’ve solely been here a small in number months. What do they know about me? What have they worked out? By the time this guy spoke, I didn’t know if I was coming or going. The merely thing I was able to take in was how resonant and low his voice was. It’s basically the type of voice which could someone.He asked if I still believed that I was not attracted to chaps. I didn’t know what to say. After my experience with Master Weston, it would have been untruthful of me to offer that I hadn’t at least given the question a heck of a lot of thought. The trouble was that I still hadn’t discovered an answer. Was my experience with Weston so overwhelming cuz this chab was a fellow, or cuz of what this guy was doing to me? Would the alternative have been far greater quantity thrilling? To be honest, I’ve been in turmoil ever since it happened, trying to work my way throughout the jumbled tumble of emotions which were unleashed by the collision. So, in short, when the question was asked, I told I still felt I wasn’t attracted to men.Master Snow then said me to gulp liquid from an ornate glass cup. It was so cold and refreshing; It felt like I’d dipped my head into a mountain stream. Then this chab instructed me to stand up and remove my clothing. It took a whilst for the somewhat eccentric command to sink in, but if there’s one thing I’ve learned since joining the order, it’s that u should not ever question a Master’s demands. So, I got to my feet and did as requested.It felt a little humiliating to be undressing in front of him. The greater quantity I removed the greater quantity vulnerable I felt. But, at the same time, I couldn’t aid but feel a little aroused, particularly when the Master stood up and started to run his hands gently over my body.Up close, this chab smelt so precious. It was like an expensive fusion of tobacco and leather and it made me feel giddy. The experience of being touched so sensually, and by such a stunningly stylish fellow, made me tremble. I fought truly hard to remain un-erect, but the greater amount that guy touched me, the greater quantity I realized I was losing the battle. In the end, I simply closed my eyes and allowed the waves of wish to roll up and down my body. If he’d have asked me whether I was attracted to guys at that pont of time, I would undoubtedly have told yes.He said me to climb onto the desk. While on all fours, this guy continued to touch each part of my body. Nothing this chab did appeared to be rushed—It felt like anything was being drawn out to raise my sense of extraordinary anticipation. He sluggishly pulled my clothes down and placed his warm hands on my arse cheeks in advance of removing his costume jacket, which that guy flung casually onto a chair. Seconds later, I felt his face pressing against my wazoo. His stubbly beard was ticklish to start with, but as this chab started to kiss me down there and wriggle his tongue against my aperture, I felt an all-encompassing rush of intensive raunchy energy tightening within me.I wondered if this chab was going to poke the same object into my gap that Master Weston had used on me, but then I suddenly started to think that this guy might be planning to shove his shlong in there instead. The thought of losing my virginity right there and then utterly blew my mind. It felt as wrong as it felt right. I’m not prudish. I don’t make no doubt of that sex can merely happen inside the sanctity of marriage, but I had always felt that it ought to happen within the context of a loving relationship. But then another time, the idea of Master Snow taking me for no other reason than that that guy wanted to feels greatly erotic.He said me to lean over the desk with my feet on the floor and then stood behind me. I could hear him removing his clothing. First, his shirt, and then his panties. I held my breath and tried to, somewhat unsuccessfully, stop myself from shaking.Then I felt the tip of his weenie running over my crack and instantly knew that this guy was going to permeate me. My whole body tensed up. I said myself once more and anew to relax, but the greater amount this guy teasingly rubbed his jock over my cheeks and against my aperture, the greater quantity I discovered myself panicking.Then it happened. I felt the head of his knob pressing hard against my gap, and then, so lazily, it started to creep into me. The sensation made my eyes water. It wasn’t that it was painful. It was greater quantity that it was intensive. Every part of my body went cold, then sexy, then shivery, then prickly. I could feel his jock so unfathomable inside me—deeper than I thought everything could ever get—and the sensation was insane.As that guy started to thrust in and out of me, I felt my body relaxing a little, and the waves of rapture instantly started to reoccur. I was infirm to do everything other than groan and moan, trying to imagine the look on Master Snow’s face. Was it a loving look? Was it a look of indifference? A look of unfathomable raunchy gratification? He went harder and faster and beads of sweat started forming all over my body. Moments later, I discovered myself gasping for breath. He was literally pounding the air out of me.He pulled out and poked me onto my back so that I could lastly look into his eyes and try to work out what was going throughout his head. I wanted to feel like I was peculiar, like this chab didn’t do this type of thing with the other apprentices, but unfathomable down, I felt sure that this was solely a ritual which everybody in The Order is subjected to at some point. He pulled his garment shirt half off and I was blown away by how beautifully ripped his body is.He started pounding me with an intensity I didn’t know existed. His dong slammed in and out with such power that I entirely lost control of my body. I realized that this guy was going to cum, and that this was going to happen inside me. He grunted deeply. I felt the streams of sex cream exploding out of his pecker. He withdrew, and I felt the cum trickling out of me. I didn’t know if I should try to keep it inside. Perhaps I’d receive into trouble if it made a mess on the carpet. But then this chab kissed me so tenderly that all of my worries disappeared. Even if I wasn’t attracted to guys in general, I was of course attracted to Master Snow.

Format: mp4
Duration: 27:23
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 9144kbps
Audio: 124kbps

File size: 1.8 GB