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Stranded Woman Finds Man to Ravage

1/24/23 4:34 PM•15 min•1502 MB•m4v•4k
Price$15.99 USD
CategoryFemale Desperation
Related CategoriesBlow Jobs,Brunette,Dirty Talk,Handjobs,Virtual Sex
KeywordsCurly Hair,4k,Begging,Desperate,Damsel,Tigger,Rosey,Tiggerrosey,Rosie,Tiger
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Custom vid You are a castaway woman, stranded alone on a deserted tropical island for many years. Your clothes have completely shredded into tattered rags from your years of being shipwrecked. Your skirt/shorts/pants are shredded and tattered into long ribbons, exposing you long tan legs. Your shirt/top is also tattered, exposing much of your breasts and body. The remains of your clothes are very skimpy, leaving little covered so you are almost naked. You are barefoot, and your hair is tangled and unkempt. You crawl into frame, searching for whatever may have washed ashore or any sign of potential rescue, as you have done so fruitlessly countless times before. To your surprise, you find me (unseen, the camera is my POV) sitting on the beach. At first, you cannot believe your eyes and think I may be a hallucination of your sun fried mind. But you reach out to touch me and find I am solid and real! You are overjoyed: it’s been many years and you had given up all hope, assuming you would spend the rest of your life alone on this barren island. You tell me of your life and struggles here: your lack of supplies and shelter, difficulties in finding food, and the grinding loneliness and lack of human contact. You show me your dirty bare feet, having run barefoot through the sand and jungle for years. You lament the sorry state of your clothing: you have been left to wear little more than rags, having been slowly stripped by time and nature. You are now practically half naked, and you show me how almost every inch of your body has become exposed, caressing your nakedness through your skimpy shredded rags. This starts to turn you on, and you tell me how you have been driven half mad by the utter lack of human contact. Being completely alone and so far from civilization, you have become a sex starved wild woman. Living every day primal, half naked and savage, has thrown you passions into overdrive. You tell me all the things you want to do me and what you want me to do to you: where you want me to touch you, how you want to touch my cock, rip each other’s clothes off, fucking for hours in the sand, our cries of passion never to be heard. You can’t stand it any longer, and you pounce on me like a jungle cat. You (simulate) jerking me off and giving me a blow job, all with wild abandon. You are loving every second and take primal pleasure in devouring me. When we are done, we both fall spent to the sand. You laugh and tell me of all the fun we are going to have now that I am your personal island plaything. Being stranded together for eternity does not sound like a bad fate.

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