【29日目 】チャットレディ/ライブチャットでオナニーしたら大量潮吹き?極太ディルド中出し/まんこくちゅくちゅがエロすぎ♥️/素人配信流出/個人撮影/Japanese chat/squirting
Title: “Splashed Satisfaction: A Japanese MILF’s Video ChatVoyeurism”
The first flicker of light revealed a disheveled tousle of sheets, and a curvy woman’s torso nude beneath the bright beams.Your eyes traced the rises and musky hollows of her skin, the rosy-brown areolae of her breast, punctuated by erect nipples. A delicate hand dipped into the tangled sheets, and then with a swift tug, removed the final barrier – a soaked pair of red cotton panties.
“Neechan… Who’s there?” the woman purred, her voice throaty with need.
The anonymous male viewers, mere silhouettes on her screen, remained silent. They watched, waiting to see what she would do.
“Okaaaay… I’ll go loneeee~” she cooed and sunk back into her pillows. Her hand drifted down to her sex, fingers exploring the bare, glistening folds. She was already so wet, you could see the slick rivulets running down the tender curve of her inner thigh. Her pussy gaped, welcoming her own touch, as if conserving a precious nectar only she could produce.
The camera panned in, up close on the action, as she began to stroke herself. The rose-tinted lips of her cunt opened under the pressure, smooth and plump yet in need of something more. She plunged two fingers into her wetness and her back arched, pressing into the mattress like a contented cat. “Ahhn~…”
Her abandoned fingers pistoned and swayed, diving into her hungry hole to yield an ocean of her own juice. With her free arm she reached behind her neck, pulling her neckline down to expose her chest. Free of fabric, her fragrant breasts heaved with the motion of her hand.beding fingers pumped and swayed, diving into her hungry hole to yield an ocean of her own juice. With her free arm she reached behind her neck, pulling her neckline down to expose her chest. Free of fabric, her fragrant breasts heaved with the motion of her hand.
The viewers watched the vulgar display, their own breathing as heavy as the woman’s on screen. Sweat beaded across her brow, her eyes dipped far away as she drowned in her own closeted pleasures. Her thighs began to quake, just before bucking wildly as she threw herself into bona fide carnal rapture.
Psst-psst-psst, and the sounds of a squirting fountain filled the room, spattering onto her taut tummy and the white sheets. But her fingers showed no sign of stopping; higher and higher she rubbed her engorged clit, faster her fingers plunged into her matador red hole. Sweat gleamed like dewdrops on her skin as she strove for a higher peak. The sound of a zipper and a plop, a “thwap” thwap”, and you realized she had freed her ultimate toy – her favorite, thick dildo.
Trailing a dollop of lube, she pressed the bulbous end against her desperate, slick channel. “Mmmm, nnngh~” she groaned, rolling her hips to engulf the fake cock. It disappeared wholly into her pussy, swelling her walls around it. She began to stroke it in and out, faster and faster until her tits bounced and the bed springs creaked. Higher, faster, harder, until she exploded in ecstasy.
Spores of her essence flew like a geyser, painting her breast, the sheets, the camera lens itself. She shuddered and sighed, her fingers still frigging her raw, exposed clit. But she didn’t stop until her juices ran cold, soaked and satisfied.
Finally she blinked. “Mmmm, did you enjoy the show, boys?” she asked, equal parts seductive tease and innocent welcoming. The viewers, in various states of completion and cleanup, would probably say so. Often a good show means a happy ending. But there’s something about watching a real woman, shedding her inhibitions and humping a rubber dick for your eyes only… that’s the real juice. You have to tip your hat to that.
