At first, we were indeed a bit blinded. First of all, of course, from the incredible beauty of our Lady Amira. But then from the sheen of her freshly oiled latex clothing. That's about as much the eyes burn when you look into the flame while welding.

A dream of a black top and a touch of a mini skirt. One hopes at any moment that the skirt will slide up a centimeter too far. But exactly such thoughts are why Lady Amira keeps slipping her hand, sorry the whip. Because you little perverted sacks just don't have your hormones under control. So get on your knees and finally pick up a d... Show more