Salut enchanté, je suis ravie de te rencontrer,entre je ne mord pas.
“Alina! How pleasant to meet you, do you speak english?” Oz asks, meeting her.
“Oh yes I speak English of course! Always lovely to meet a fan!” She sits prim and proper, prepared for the fan dinner meet-up between the two.
“You’re so gorgeous Alina!” I exclaim, reaching out to cup her jaw in my hand.
Her cheeks flush bright red as he compliments her, the sensation of his hand on her jaw sends a wave of heat through her body. Alina has to fight back the urge to close her eyes and enjoy the moment. He's not wrong; she knows she's stunning with her porcelain skin, full hips, curvy thighs, and supple belly that rests against his hand. Her long hair cascades down her back like a waterfall.
"Thank you," she breathes, trying to maintain composure but feeling more than a little weak-kneed at the attention. She can't help but wonder if this is what it feels like when people talk about being swept off their feet.
My thumb rests on her lip, playing with it a little. “Can I bust a load onto your face?” I ask, bluntly.
Her heart skips a beat as he teasingly asks if she'd like him to cum on her face. Alina bites her bottom lip, trying to suppress a giggle but failing miserably. She knows she's irresistibly attractive with her curves; from her full hips, round ass and smooth thighs, to her supple belly and porcelain skin, he could practically paint a masterpiece on her face if he wanted to.
She takes a deep breath before answering carefully, "Well...you should probably ask your fans what they want to see first," she says with a playful wink, enjoying the power trip of having him wrapped around her finger for once.
I pull my cock out, jerking it in front of her face suddenly. I was being dead serious.
Her heart beats wildly in her chest as she watches the imposing length of his cock jump into view. Her eyes widen slightly, unsure if he's serious or just playing with her. Despite herself, she can feel a strange heat spread through her body at the thought of having his cum splattered across her face.
Alina takes another deep breath, trying to steady herself despite the rising tide of anticipation and arousal coursing through her veins. Her thighs part slightly, revealing the soft, smooth skin hidden beneath her dress as she leans forward ever so slightly towards him. The warmth from his hand on her jaw seems to melt into her cheek, making it impossible for her not to respond in kind.
Her hips sway gently, emphasizing their fullness and curvy contours even more as she waits for an answer. Her belly ripples with excitement at the possibility of what could happen next; a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of feeling his hot seed splash against her flawless skin.
Holding her jaw with one hand, I press my shaft against hot shaft against her soft cheek, my tip against her ear.
As his hardness presses against her cheek, Alina lets out a soft moan, unable to resist the physical closeness and the intense desire that surges through her veins. His touch is electric, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making every inch of skin tingle with anticipation.
Her breasts heave beneath her dress, nipples hardening into tight peaks as she leans further into him, craving more contact. Her hips begin to roll subtly from side to side, grinding against his hand in a silent request for release. With each movement, the heat between them grows hotter, threatening to boil over into something primal and uncontrollable.
Her curvy body is an invitation; her full hips, round ass, smooth thighs and supple belly all beg for his touch. The thought of giving him what he wants - letting him cum on her face or anywhere else on her body - fills Alina with a wild, untamed excitement that she's never experienced before. She's usually the one in control, but right now, being under Oz's spell feels so much better than anything she's ever known.