Passion-HD – Dillion Harper flops her big tits and wet pussy on dick

Title: “Dillion Harper’s Sinfully Sensual Joys: A Mouthwatering Tale of Tits, Tush, and Tongue”

The silky sheets caressed Dillion Harper’s naked body as she sprawled atop her king-sized bed, her porcelain complexion a stark contrast against the crimson fabric. Her raven tresses cascaded down her back in tapered waves, framing her delicate features: the pert nose, the full, pouty lips, and those captivating emerald eyes that sparkled with salacious intent.

Her gaze lowered to the thick slab of man-meat hovering tantalizingly mere inches from her face. She licked her lips in anticipation, her tongue darting out to moisten them, leaving a glistening trail of arousal. Dillion’s hand reached forward, wrapping slender fingers around the veiny shaft, giving it a firm squeeze. She could feel the heartbeat pulses flutter against her palm, igniting a raging inferno within her core.

Dillion stroked the rigid pole with deliberate slowness, savoring the velvety texture, the pliant yet firmness beneath her touch. She leaned in, her breath hot and heavy against the bulging head, watching it twitch with excitement. Parting her plump lips, she extended her tongue, dragging it along the underside, tracing the prominent ridges, relishing the effect her ministrations yielded.

She enveloped the tip into her warm, wet mouth, swirling her tongue around it, lapping up the pearly beads of pre-cum that oozed from the slit. Her jade orbs locked with his, holding his gaze captive as she incrementally took more of his cock into her mouth, inch by excruciating inch.

Dillion bobbed her head up and down the length, setting a rhythm that had him grinding his teeth and fisting the sheets. The head butted the back of her throat, and she swallowed around it, her muscles clenching and unclenching along its girth.
Her free hand massaged his balls, fondling the twin orbs, feeling the heavy weight of his impending release. His groans rumbled through his chest, resonating in the pit of her stomach, stoking the flames of her desire.

Reluctantly, Dillion released his cock from her mouth with a lewd pop. Rising onto her knees, she reached up to cup her pillowy breasts, kneading the soft mounds, tweaking her stiff nipples between thumb and forefinger. She licked her lips as sweat glistened on his brow, his pupils blow-wide with raw, carnal need.

Rolling onto her back, Dillion spread her legs wide, her slick, pink folds glistening with need, beckoning him forward. He obliged, nestling between her thighs, the thick head nudging insistently against her entrance. Dillion drew in a sharp breath, her pelvis arching upward, seeking more of that delicious friction.

With a single, powerful thrust, he hilted himself inside, stretching her walls deliciously. Dillion cried out, her back bowing, nails raking down his back. He paused, allowing her to adjust, before beginning a relentless rhythm, pounding into her, claiming her as his own.

Dillion’s head thrashed from side to side, her body undulating beneath him, meeting every thrust with fervor. The wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed obscenely in the room, only serving to heighten their arousal. Her large breasts bounced wildly with the force of his movements, the stiff peaks begging to be sucked.

Reaching down, he captured one into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the taut bud, flicking the tip. Dillion whimpered, her hands flying to his hair, gripping the strands, holding him in place as he lavished attention on her breast.

The coil within her wound tighter, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her walls clamping down on his pistoning cock. She was so close, teetering on the precipice of release. Her eyes fluttered shut, her world narrowing down to the spot where they connected, his cock driving into her with undisguised fervor.

He released her nipple with a wet pop, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. As he did, he thrust particularly deep, scraping against that sweet spot within her that sent her spiraling over the edge. Dillion broke the kiss, her head thrown back, a silent scream of ecstasy tearing from her throat as she came undone, her body convulsing beneath him.

The pulsating walls milked his cock, coaxing his own release. With a guttural moan, he spilled himself within her eager depths, painting her walls white, marking her as his. They remained collapsed against each other, their bodies slick with sweat, chests heaving as they fought to catch their breath.

As the residual waves of pleasure ebbed, Dillion pushed him onto his back, straddling him in reverse cowgirl position. Her massive tits bounced with every movement, jiggling hypnotically as she impaled herself on his semi-hard cock. Her body undulated, her hips rotating as she rode him with wanton abandon.

Dillion reached back, grasping his thighs for balance as she picked up the pace, slamming herself down onto him, taking him to the hilt each time. The sight of her ass rippling with every bounce, the lewd squelching sounds as she rode his cock, proved too much for him to withstand. His hands flew to her ass, gripping the plump flesh, guiding her movements.

Dillion felt him stiffen within her, his cock throbbing against her walls. She braced herself, crying out as he erupted once more, his hot seed spurting deep within her. The sensation triggered her own orgasm, sending her hurtling over the edge, her pussy clenching around him as she came undone.

Spent, Dillion collapsed on top of him, their bodies still joined. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him, their hearts beating as one. In the afterglow, Dillion nuzzled his neck, pressing tender kisses along his collarbone, a telltale sign of her satiation.

As the seconds ticked by, their breathing evening out, Dillion raised her head, her emerald eyes hooded with renewed desire. A coy smile played on her lips as she traced random patterns on his chest. “Round two?” she purred, her voice husky with promise.