大好きなS妻?顔面騎乗?乳首責めされながらイクまで奉仕?イク時の声が❤️
Title: “Obsessed Wife’s Fulfilling Face-Bride Ride & Nipple Torture Orgasms”
In the sultry confines of a dimly lit boudoir, Hinata, the younger wife to a doting husband, lay sprawled across the plush bedding, her alabaster skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Her unkempt ebony tresses cascaded like an inky waterfall over the decadent pillows, while her emerald eyes glanced wantonly between the hidden trails of the camera and the source of her insatiable lust. Her lips, stained a deep crimson, curled into a wicked smile as she enticingly bit her bottom lip.
“Isn’t it time for a bit of “playtime”?” she purred, her sultry voice reverberating through the room. In a single, fluid motion, she rose from the bed, her lithe form swaying seductively as she sauntered towards the unassuming observer. Her lingerie, a delicate concoction of black lace and satin, hugged her curves like a second skin, teasing at the tantalizing mounds of her breasts and the enticing hollow of her navel.
As she neared the hidden lens, Hinata’s deft fingers began toying with the delicate clasps of her bra, undoing them with unhurried precision. The flimsy garment fell away, revealing her pert breasts, crowned with nipples the color of ripe cherries. They stood at attention, hard nubs begging to be teased and tormented by practiced hands and a knowledgable tongue.
“Mmm, these naughty little buds,” she cooed, pinching and rolling them between her fingers until they stood stiff and aching. “They’re so eager for your touch. Can you feel how they throb for you?” Hinata’s eyes fluttered closed as she gave into the sweet agony, her free hand reaching down to tease along the lacy edge of her panties.
Hooking her thumbs into the delicate fabric, she shimmied out of her lingerie, kicking it aside until she stood fully nude before the camera. Her skin, once soft and smooth, now bore the telltale marks of a life lived fully – the delicate stretch marks that crisscrossed her breasts and belly, theBeauty mark that peppered her creamy thighs. Yet even these signs of experience only served to heighten her sensuality, a testament to the pleasures she had enjoyed and would eagerly savor again.
Laying back against the sheets, Hinata’s legs fell open in wanton invitation, revealing the glistening pink petals of her sex. Her fingers toyed idly with the neatly trimmed thatch of hair above, tracing teasing patterns that made her shiver with anticipation. “I’m so wet already,” she whimpered, “my hungry little pussy is aching to be filled.”
Slipping two fingers into her mouth, Hinata sucked them free of spit before slowly guiding them down her belly, over her mound, before gently circling her clit. Pleasure zipped through her body like a electric current, making her hips buck and her thighs clench. “Ahh, that feels so good,” she moaned, beginning to rub in earnest, her body writhing atop the silken sheets. Her breath grew shallow, quickening with each pass over her throbbing bud until she could feel the telltale tension building within her.
Removing her fingers from her dripping core, Hinata gripped her lover’s cock, guiding the swollen head to her entrance. “Mmm, do you feel that?” she purred, rubbing the tip through her slick folds. “Your cock is positively throbbing for me.” With a slow, sensual roll of her hips, she sank down onto his shaft, her tight walls stretching around his thick girth. “Yes, fill me up just like that,” she gasped, her velvety heat engulfing him to the hilt.
As she began to ride him, Hinata’s movements grew more frenzied, her nails raking down his chest as she pounded down onto him. The slick slap of flesh echoed through the room, mingling with her wanton moans and his guttural groans of pleasure. She could feel him swell inside of her, his impending release hot and heavy as her own pleasure, mounting higher and higher…
