Languages: Spanish - English
Location: Colombia
Smokes/Drinks: None
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: Fitness
Her leash was at the door. Evan ordered her to get on her knees facing the dog. She got to her knees, slowly. There wasn't a lot of room for maneuvering. She could see the door shutting and then the lights going on. She thought to herself I need to be quiet or this will be the last time I see her. So she starts to unzip her dress. Thinking about the last time she was at the restaurant made her wet. She pulled it up over her ass. She realized she needs to tighten her dress. She picked up her pencil, paper, and paperclips. She quickly ran back to the kitchen to find her purse. She realized she left her collar on the table. She quickly pulled it from her pocket. She brought it over to her neck and knelt. Her long red hair falling over her shoulders, not covering her breasts. She kissed her way down her neck to her ear.
She whispered that she loved him and that she would never let him know that she'd been in this situation. She intended to wear his collar for the rest of her life. He was proud of her. She folded the plastic collar into a neat bundle and displayed it to him. He picked it up and offered it to her. She downed the pencil without even looking at it. Now she's really excited. She's not sure what he's up to. She starts to unzip her dress. Evan noticed how slow she was undressing. He figured she was getting more comfortable. He would have to do this a few times to get her body used to the dress. When she finally pulls it on, it barely covers her tits. Evan told her to hurry it up. He wants her to rock the pants. She starts to unhook her belt from the wall.
She removes it from her dress and tosses it to the floor. She lays down on the floor further down to make sure the skirt doesn't get in the way. She lays back and spreads her legs. Evan told her to spread her legs and feet. She does. He tells her to kneel and put her hands flat on the floor. She does. He looks over her legs and decides whether to kneel or rise and stretch her legs. He looks over her belly to decide how far to raise her skirt. He decides if to stand or sit up. He's already dressed for a while. Maybe he'll invite her over this weekend to work out. He looks around the room. He's not surprised that no one's home. He goes back to the living room. He finds the posters from the locker room. A lot of work has been done on them over the past few days..
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