ITALY: FUCK! caught cheating, my wife fucks affair: Lara De Santis & Elisabetta Zaffiro! SESSO-24ORE

The sultry Italian heat hung heavy in the air as the two beautiful women, Elisabetta Zaffiro and Lara De Santis, entertainment Italy’s highest-profile scandal to date. The lustful affair between the two Italian blondes, caught on explicit video tape, had rocked the nation and set the tabloids ablaze.

It all began with a seemingly innocent night out. Elisabetta, a hot fiery-natured Milf, and Lara, her young seductive protege, hit the town to let loose. Cocktails flowed freely, inhibitions melted away, and the chemistry between the pair became undeniable.

In a haze of passion, the curtain fell on their public personas. Kudzu and vines of tabloid speculation had already begun to wrap around the tempting fruit of their discrete trysts. Scandalous rumors quickly surrounded the pair’s not-so-private paramours. But nothing could prepare the unsuspecting public for the explicit truth.

A clandestine camera captured the carnal classroom affair. The late night confession defined by the flawless EGOISME curves of their bodies colliding in a lustful dance of desire. The truth caught on tape, the camera revealing the forbidden intimacy in lurid detail. Lara’s perky breasts jiggling as Elisabetta’s head bobbed between them, lapping at her nipples like a cat cleaning its kitten with her skillful tongue.

The revealing footage laid bare for all to see the erotic education in lesbian loving that had been passing between the two beauties outside of class. The steamy sexcapades took place in plush hotel rooms and penthouse suites, away from prying eyes, but not the praying-mantis moves of a hidden camera.

In one steamy scene, Lara spread her shapely legs in her schoolgirl uniform sans panties as Elisabetta ate her pussy like a prom date chow down an all-you-can-eat buffet. Tongue delving deep into her tight folds, lips pouting and puckering between her thighs.

“Christ!” Lara moaned, biting her plump bottom lip hard. “That’s it! Oh hai battendo! Bang-num-num! Attach your lips to my clit and suck!” Their wet slaps cracking like pop rocks as her teacher titillated her slit with pussy-stroking licks.

In another Rated-R moment, the pair scissored on the hotel bed in an Italianpriseworthy act of lust. Rubbing and grinding their glistening snatches against each other, a frieze of female-lust in action.

“Ciucciami, ciucciami!” Elisabetta commanded, cupping the back of Lara’s golden locks as she sealed her lips around her nipple. “Succ ann-ohh!”

Bare naked butts bouncing as they punched pussy. The erotic images of the lesbian lovemaking sparking the nation’s imagination.

The movie culminated with both Milf and schoolgirl, very much salami and egg, balls and hair, all coming on takes together in a final cum-tastrophe scene. Salty and sweet, the juices of orgasm. The squeals louder than a soccer stadium erupting when an Italian playmaker sticks the ball in the back of the net.

But there would be no penalties or free kicks. Such was the hunger between these two primates – eager to copulate without taking no for an answer.

“Si! I’m coming on your face!” Lara squealed, creaming all over her teacher’s cheeks. Her clit throbbing and pulsing as the orgasm overload lit her up.

Elisabetta used her fingers to fan the flames of her lover’s climax, pumping into her now-soaked snatch with an “Enough to knock the eye out to a yard!” handsomeness.

The finale settled like an Olympic gold medal around the necks of both temptresses. The golden dividers of perspiration running down their chests as they collapsed into each other’s arms – breathless and panting, bodies magnetized by their carnal desires.

However, the Mediterranean scandal they ignited would prove too hot for their relationships to endure. Elisabetta and Lara’s husbands and boyfriends hastily tried to push back against the brutal tidal wave of public shame and being cuckolded into the custom men’s Pleasure chest incrustation by attempting to assert some scrambled version of Italian trousers are stronger than silk. But in a nation where the teats of the busty paparazzi runneth over, such displays of machismo proved as impotent as a quadrant of Viagra fry bread.

In the weeks and months that followed the Italy: Fuck! video, Lara and Elisabetta disappeared from the spotlight. Even while on the run from the notoriety, though, the pair continued to inspire Italy’s most impassioned debates and erotic fantasies with the affair that split the nation in libido február style.

While society at large continued to cop a merda over the lewd display, the fallen stars retreated to lavender field-filled villas on the Amalfi Coast. The girls frolicking naked as jaybirds in the tangerine groves, not a care in the whole wide world beyond their own lust needs.
rons. They put the ‘whor’ in the infamous tale, bowing out quietly while letting Italy and the world worship at the altar of their erotica.