海でナンパしたHカップのんちゃんのパイズリテクで精子飛び過ぎ射精

Busty babe Nami-chan’s boob-technique sends sperm flying!

As the scorching sun beat down on the beach, tempers were flaring just as hotly. That’s when tsunami-sized Nami-chan caught my eye in her skimpy bikini. Her enormous H-cup breasts bounced with each paso as she strutted by, oblivious to the intimidating bulge in my trunks. But I wasn’t about to let this goddess slip away.

“Excuse me miss, would you like some sunscreen?” I flashed a toothy grin, squirting the lotion on my hands. Nami tilted her head, giving me a once-over.

“Hmm, I suppose my milky breasts could use some lotion,” she giggled, unlatching her top and shaking out her enhanced melons. It was a mouthwatering sight. I commanded my hands to stay professional as I massaged the lotion into her tan skin, which felt softer than whipped cream.

Just as I was imagining how those orbs would feel wrapped around my throbbing pole, Nami-chan grinned mischievously and pushed me down onto the sand. Before I could even take a breath, she latched her lips around my cock and began sucking hungrily.

“Wahhh!”, I yelped like a fool, my dick instantly hardening in her expert mouth. Nami-chan’s tongue swirled around my sensitive head clinically, as if she were merely eating ice cream. Just like that, I was ready to blow my load like a firehose.

“Gross, spill your baby batter in my mouth!” Nami-chan scolded, holding my cock by the base like it was dirty. Clearly, her blowjob skills could use more practice. Still, her pouty lower lip was too sexy to refuse. With a businessman’s stoic expression, I let out a loud groan and finally delivered a massive load down her throat.

But Nami-chan looked pissed. She crossed her arms, pushing up her giant tits in the process. “Is that really all you’ve got? I expect at least a 5×5 at this beach!”

I was stunned. Not even porn stars routinely shot a cuckoo-bird-cage-sized load. But Nami-chan just batted her eyelashes recounting an especiallyNorito spilling-baby-dyed-lot more sperm into a girlfriend’s mouth. My manhood couldn’t take the pressure.

So I did the only thing I could: I clutched Nami-chan’s milk jugs and buried my face between them. “In that case, let me send your brain into a boin,” I said, my voice muffled. I spit-shined her hard nipples with my tongue, taking care to swirl around each one. I kneaded her bouncy mounds with my hands, pushing the two together.

Nami-chan’s brain warped precisely as I’d hoped as she mewled in pleasure. Without warning, she suddenly clamped those mammoth melons around my cock and began vigorously rubbing. Luuuk! Luuk! “Mokavala!” she shuddered, her tight cleavage massaging out my seed.

I couldn’t hold it any longer. Determined to show her who was boss, I looked up at her laughing face, grabbed her tits harder, and shot a Niagara Falls of cum straight onto her face, forehead to chin. Nami-chan gasped, her mouth and eyes full of jizz.

missionQuestionTimeI wiped the sweat from my brow and grinned childishly, taking in the scene. Nami-chan panted like a rabid dog as she gulped down what she could. Drips of cum rolled down her face, which had gone completely stiff and motionless. A series of question marks floated above her head. Not even she was prepared for such a blast.

Just then, a constable yelled in the distance, “Everyone get out of the water! A 15-meter wave is coming!” Sure enough, a colossal wall of water was rolling over the horizon, threatening to wash us all away.

While the beachgoers broke into a frenzy, I turned to meet Nami-chan’s gaze. Those pink eyes, now decorated with pentagrams, met mine with all the affection of a cold knife.

“I’m not sure how I feel about all that ejaculate on my body,” she sighed, seemingly unbothered by the terrifying swell.

“Well, you’d better not tell anyone,” I readied my bag, “See you on the other side of this world.” With that, we heaved Nami’s meager luggage onto our shoulders and rushed inland just as the tsunami crashed down, raining us with salty water from the sky.

When the deluge finally ceased, nothing remained of the beach except for a small blue tent. Inside lay Nami-chan, her ponytail askew and her nude body still glistening with my seed.

We were the sole survivors. In other words, the real chaos had only just begun.

Nami-chan gave a slow, sly smile. “I wonder if I can handle Norito-kun properly from now on?” She glanced down at the unthinkable amount of sperm crusting her breasts, which still heaved with exertion. Her voice was laced with pure hunger.

I simply laughed, the fate-sealing contract already in my pocket. “This can be our secret, right?” I offered, nuzzling my nose against her messy cheek, all thoughts of the disaster fading away.