Sciatrice coperta di sperma da ragazzo conosciuto sulle piste. DIALOGHI ITA sesso in SPA

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The Italian Alps were covered in a pristine blanket of fresh snow, sparkling under the winter sun. Isabella, a sexy redhead with fiery curls, was out skiing with her friends. She was a passionate athlete with a killer body, seasoned in both winter sports and bedroom Olympics.

As she made her way down the challenging slope, Isabella noticed a handsome stranger struggling with his skis. Intrigued, she approached him, her green eyes glinting with mischief. “Ciao, belo! Looks like you’re in trouble. Can I help you out?” she purred in Italian.

The guy, Luca, was flustered by her stunning looks and fiery personality. “G-Grazie Isabella. I’m not used to these slopes. You’re so skilled,” he stammered, trying to maintain eye contact without ogling her ample cleavage barely contained by her snug skiing suit.

Isabella giggled and playfully tweaked a lock of her hair. “Oh, Luca, I have skills you can only dream of. Let me show you how it’s done.” She took his hand and led him back to the resort.

In the luxurious spa, Isabella stripped down to a tiny bikini that left little to the imagination. Luca tried to avert his eyes, but her temptation was too strong. She lured him into the hot tub, and they soaked under the shimmering lights.

“Luca, you’ve been such a keen learner. You deserve a special reward,” Isabella cooed, straddling his lap. Her pert nipples poked through the skimpy fabric as she pressed against him. “Ma seeing that you’re a bit tense, perhaps I should help you relax first.”

Isabella’s hands roamed his chest and abs, tracing every ridge and valley. Luca instinctively bucked his hips against her, his rising bulge teasing her aching core. “Oh, Luca, I think you’re ready for the main event,” Isabella whispered hotly. She pulled him out of the water and led him to a secluded massage room.

In private, Isabella shed her bikini top, letting her full breasts bounce free. Luca groaned at the sight, immediately cupping the warm flesh in his palms. Her rosy nipples pebbled under his touch as he rolled and pinched them.

“You’ve been such a good boy, Luca. I think you deserve a special release,” Isabella purred as she sank to her knees and freed his throbbing erection. She licked her lips hungrily, eyeing his impressive length. Unable to resist the temptation, she swallowed Luca to the root, moaning at his thickness stretching her lips.

Luca threaded his hands into her flaming curls, groaning as her talented tongue teased his sensitive skin. She bobbed her head eagerly, her green eyes locked on his as her mouth did naughty things to him. It took all he had not to explode down her throat.

Feeling generous, Isabella released his slick member and turned around, presenting her pert ass to him. She wiggled her hips invitingly. “I want to feel you deep inside me, Luca. Filly my needy pussy with your big, hard cock.”

Luca didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed her hips and rammed into her hot depths with one fierce thrust. Isabella cried out, her juicy folds grasping him like a vice as he stretched her deliciously. He pounded into her mercilessly, her wetness flooding their bodies to drip down their thighs.

“Yes, Luca! Fuck me harder! I want to feel you for days,” Isabella demanded breathlessly as she slammed back against him, her breasts bouncing wildly. Luca obliged, fucking her with reckless abandon until the room was filled with the erotic sounds of their fucking.

As Isabella’s thighs began to quiver, Luca reached around to circle her sensitive clit. That’s all Isabella could handle. With a keening cry, she exploded around his pistoning member, her pussy clenching him like a virgin fist. The sensation milked Luca’s own release, and he spilled thick ropes of seed deep into her pulsing channel.

The lovers collapsed together, panting and sated. Luca pulled out and watched in awe as his hot cum trickled down Isabella’s thighs, coating her trembling legs with his essence. It was a beautiful sight, almost poetic.

“I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as you covered in my release, Isabella,” Luca breathed, kissing her long and deep. “You’ve ruined me for other women. How will I ever ski without you now?”

Isabella giggled and hugged him close. “Don’t worry, bellissimo. I know the perfect slope to teach you – one with a lot of private nooks we can sneak off to for a quick fuck.” She winked impishly. “Or maybe we’ll just stay in the spa and having a repeat performance, hey? The water will rinse off all the cum.”

With a mischievous smile, the sexy redhead led Luca back to the hot tub, leaving trails of his seed behind as they stepped back into the bubbling water, ready for their next naughty adventure.