Scopata anale durante una festa in casa troia non resiste a succhiarmelo (Ho voglia di cazzo)

Title: “Anal Pounding During a Wild House Party”

The pulsing beat of the booming speakers set the night on fire as the party goers danced uncontrollably, eager to let loose after a long week. Amidst the sea of bodies clad in their finest, a striking young woman drew eyes as she sashayed through the crowd. Her tight, shimmering dress hugged her curves with each confident step. It was clear she had a singular purpose driving her stride towards the host.

Salvatore was in a commanding mood, conversing with a gaggle of attractive girls vying for his attention. But it was the radiant beauty that caught his gaze, sauntering right up to him.

“It’s been too long,” she purred, trailing a finger along his jaw. His eyes darkened with unmistakable desire.

“I’ve been dying for you to come back,” Salvatore replied, voice dripping with sensuality. “Ditch this crowd, baby. Let’s really catch up.”

Her smile was pure sin. She took his hand and a moment later they had slipped away, the party raging behind them as they made their way to the bathroom. Salvatore locked the door, trapping them in private.

The mysterious beauty wasted no time pushing him against the door, her mouth claiming his in a searing kiss. Her hands roamed roughly over his chest and abs as their tongues tangled. She took complete control as if possessed by primal lust.

“Fuck, you taste good,” she murmured against his lips. His large hands groped her breasts through the flimsy fabric of her dress. She let out a moan. Her fingers fumbled with the button of his jeans, eager to free his growing erection. He hissed in pleasure when her hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking firmly.

She dropped to her knees, maintaining eye contact as she lowered his boxers. His thick cock bobbed heavily in front of her face. She blew him a teasing kiss before dragging her tongue along the underside slowly. He cursed, fisting a hand in her hair. Lightning spread through him with each touch of her tongue.

There was no mercy as she took him deep into her throat. Her lips stretched around his girth, and she sucked hard as her head bobbed up and down rapidly. Her free hand pumped what her mouth couldn’t reach. The sounds of her gagging and slurping filled the room.

“Cazzo, yes,” he grunted. “Take it deeper. Lick the tip.” Her eyes watered but she didn’t let up, literally leaving his cock dripping with saliva. He ground his hips into her face, silently demanding more.

Pulling off with an obscene pop, she looked up at him with a devious glint. In record time, she had shimmed out of her panties and hiked up her dress. “I need you in my ass. Now,” she commanded in a breathy whine. Not even gently she turned and bent over the sink.

He slapped her ass hard, admiring the jiggle. “Pushy slut,” he chuckled darkly before spitting into her ass crack. Using his cockhead, he smeared it along her tight ring of muscle, teasing her entrance. She whined impatiently.

Salvatore wasted no more time, driving into her ass with one firm thrust. They both moaned as her walls stretched deliciously around his thick cock. “That’s it, whore, take every fucking inch,” he growled, starting a relentless pace.

His heavy balls smacked against her pussy as he railed her, her tits bouncing wildly. Sweat formed as he took her violently, as if possessed by carnal demons. The only thing that mattered was fucking this greedy slut into submission.

“Give it to me harder!” she screamed, shoving her ass back to meet his thrusts. Her hands gripped the sink for dear life as her tits banged against the marble. “Pound my fucking ass!”

Slap, slap, slap. The sounds echoed through the bathroom as his hips crashed into her ass over and over. Her moans spurred him on, reaching the heady pace he craved. She keened as his cock stroked her deepest places.

Gripping her hips bruisingly tight, Salvatore started drilling her harder. He angled so he could spew pre-cum directly onto her throbbing clit. Her entire body shook with pleasure. Orgasm crashed into her unexpectedly hard. He felt her walls clench vice-like around his cock.

“Fuck!” Her scream drowned out the music for a second. Her asshole fluttered rapidly around his shaft. She went limp in his hold, but he refused to stop. The sting of her orgasm only made him drive into her harder and faster, desperate to fill her with his thick load.

“Beg me for it, slut,” he commanded breathlessly. “Beg me to spray your ass full of cum.”

Unable to speak coherently as he continued mercilessly pounding her, she simply moaned his name over and over adoringly as her eyes rolled back. He roared through clenched teeth as her quivering walls milked him. Nails digging into her hips, he slammed into her one final time, erupting deep in her bowels.

He sighed in bliss as spurt after spurt of his hot seed coated her insides. Once empty, Salvatore collapsed against her, gasping for air. They stayed there for a long moment, holing up in their temporary paradise of pulse-pounding fucking. The party seemed like a distant memory…

Finally, they broke apart and righted themselves. A sated smile played on her lips. “I sure hope you’re ready to head back to the party. Because after what you just did to me, I think I need a Refresher.”

Her wink was filled with promise. She blew him a kiss before sauntering towards the door, still clothed in just her dress. He swallowed hard, watching her go, already anticipating Round 2…