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Horny Slut for use


TV/TS in Dudley, West Midlands, UK
Joined: 3 hours ago
Last on: online now!

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Looking For

Couples (MM) Men aged 18 to 99. Won't meet smokers.

Meeting

Cannot accommodate. Can travel.

Honey

49 years old
Bisexual

5'8"  173cm
Chubby
Non smoker
Don't drink
No tattoos
No piercings
Size: Rather not say
Role: Bottom
Caucasian (white)

Interests

1 on 1, Anal, Army, Bareback, Bears, Bikers, Boots, Cruising, Cubs, Footy gear, Fur, Group sex, Kissing, Leather, Muscle, Naturism, Older guys, Oral, Piercings, Rimming, Rubber, S&M, Safe sex, Shaved, Skinheads, Tattoos, Uniform, Voyeurism, Wanking
Blouse undone, suspenders snapping, knickers long gone — I’m your obedient CD tart, dressed for use and begging for domination. Bent over in heels, lips parted, stockings ripped — I’m not here to chat. I’m here to kneel, gagged and ready, waiting for rough lads who don’t ask — they take.

Strict control turns me on. I live to be ordered, ruined, and used by older doms and booted blokes with filthy minds and zero mercy (as long as there’s no pain). I want gear, mates, and mess — spitroasts and gangbangs with dirty dares, cheeky grins, and hot breath on my neck as I’m passed from bloke to bloke, no questions asked.

Hotel filth is my playground. Toss me on stained sheets in a room reeking of socks and sin, uniforms tered, sweat thick in the air. I thrive in footy kits, hi-vis workwear, security uniforms, fire gear — anything that screams hard lad and leaves no room for gentle.

I ache for mate-sharing — teams of lads taking turns, swapping holes and high-fiving over their CD slag. Gagged and dolled up, I’m built for group ruin. I don’t do soft; I do strict. I don’t do pleasantries; I do orders.

Like your gear sweaty and your lads cheeky? Want a CD bitch who worships boots, obeys dirty commands, and blushes in shame while being handed around? Let me serve. I’m addicted to filth, control, and gear-soaked submission. No bruises, no flinching — just gagged obedience and endless ruin.