A photo of my day to shake the chick and the heart of my kittens ... Kisses of Donatella that already thanks the love and affection of all my fans and followers. Kiss of Lora !!! #PemProPrivado Your transgression happened in an afternoon in which you cried for having taken a horn horn of its exposed. His dominatrix realized his silence and isolation in the room and appeared there to see how you were. As soon as I got in he was hugging me from behind and asking me not to stay that way. She said those things that everyone repeats when she's giving advice about treason, such as "she does not deserve you, she's the one who lost," things that everyone must have heard at least once in their lives. I listened to everything with attention and when she finished, she turned me around and hugged me again, only this time she laid my face on her bare breasts. My Dominatrix, who was quite young as I was, was wearing a very low-cut green blouse, of those very salient ones, and did not bother squeezing my face against her white, well-silken breasts. I was suffering yes, but I can not deny that I took advantage of that opportunity, and I rubbed my lips a little on those soft breasts. You want to continue to come to my room ... Dare.