? Mi faccio SCOPARE dal giardiniere per avere uno SCONTO con SARA DIAMANTE

Title: “Sara Diamante Gets Laid by the Gardener for a Discount”

The sun was beating down on Sara Diamante as she sat in her lavish backyard, sipping on a cool glass of Prosecco. Her bikini-clad body glistened with tanning oil as she flipped through a home improvement magazine, searching for inspiration for her latest renovations. Suddenly, a tall, muscular man in a pair of tight fitting overalls appeared, sweat dripping down his chiselled abs.

“Buongiorno, Signora Diamante,” the gardener said in a deep, rugged voice. “I’ve just finished pruning the roses.”

Sara looked up, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of him. “ottomasi,Buongiorno…eh…and how much do I owe you?” she asked, feeling a sudden flush of heat between her legs.

The gardener smirked. “Well, Signora, the roses were a bit hard to manage today, so I was thinking…maybe we could discuss a different kind of payment?”

Sara felt her heart skip a beat. She knew exactly what he was implying. She had always found the gardener incredibly attractive, and the thought of him using his “skills” on her made her shiver with anticipation.

“I think we could work something out,” she purred, standing up and sauntering over to him. The gardener’s eyes roamed over her body, lingering on the swell of her breasts.

“Perfect,” he growled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her close. “Why don’t you start by taking off those tiny bikini bottoms of yours?”

Sara didn’t hesitate. She reached down and slowly peeled off her bikini bottoms, revealing her plump, shaved pussy. The gardener let out a low whistle of appreciation as he tore open his overalls, freeing his massive, throbbing cock.

Sara’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of it. “Well now, look what we have here,” she said breathlessly, reaching out to stroke his thick shaft. “Such a big, hard cock…I bet it would feel amazing inside me.”

The gardener grabbed her hand and guided it to his cock, showing her just how to touch him. “Si, bambola, just like that,” he grunted, his hips bucking forward. “Now get on your knees and show me what that pretty mouth can do.”

Sara sank to her knees, her eyes locked on his cock. She leaned in close, inhaling his musky scent before running her tongue along his shaft. The gardener groaned in pleasure, tangling his fingers in her hair.

“Si, la tua bocca è incredibile,” he said, his voice thick with lust. “Now suck it, tesoro.”

Sara opened her mouth wide and took his cock deep, swirling her tongue around the head. She bobbed her head up and down, taking him deeper each time until she could feel him hitting the back of her throat.

“Cazzo, just like that,” the gardener panted, his hips thrusting forward. “Suck my big cock, Signora Diamante. Show me what a good little slut you are.”

Sara moaned around his cock, the dirty talk making her soaking wet. She reached down to rub her clit, desperate for some relief from the ache between her legs.

“Non toccarti,” the gardener barked, pulling his cock out of her mouth. “I didn’t say you could touch yourself. Now bend over the bench and let me see that fat ass of yours.”

Sara quickly obeyed, bending over the garden bench and sticking her ass up high. The gardener grabbed her hips, digging his fingers into her soft flesh as he rubbed the head of his cock against her slick folds.

“Are you ready for me, Signora?” he growled, teasing her entrance. “Ready to get fucked hard by your gardener?”

“Si, si!” she cried out, pushing her hips back against him. “Fuck me, fill me up with your big cock! I need it so bad!”

With one hard thrust, the gardener buried himself deep inside her, stretching her out and filling her up completely. Sara let out a loud wail of pleasure, her nails digging into the wood of the bench.

“Cazzo, you’re so fucking tight,” the gardener grunted, pulling out and slamming back in. “I’m going to ruin this pussy for anyone else.”

He pounded into her mercilessly, each thrust hitting that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. Sara pushed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust, her heavy tits bouncing with each slam of his hips.

“Si, si, harder!” she screamed, feeling her orgasm building. “Fuck me harder! I’m going to cum all over your big cock!”

The gardener obliged, fucking her with wild abandon. He reached around to rub her clit, pushing her over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm. Sara screamed in ecstasy, her pussy clenching around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

Feeling her cum, the gardener let out a roar and buried himself deep, erupting inside her. Sara could feel his hot seed filling her up, coating her walls. She collapsed onto the bench, panting and spent.

“Solo…brutto…maiale,” she mumbled, collapsing onto the bench. “Sei tanto bravo…”

The gardener chuckled as he cleaned himself up. “chteniteolom mer are quelli di ringraziarlo,” he smirked, tucking his softening cock back into his overalls. “After all, you got the best discount in town.”

Sara laughed, feeling satisfied and dirty all at once. She knew she would never look at her garden the same way again.