Excelente día
The sultry invasion of Excelente día
The sun had barely crested the horizon when the doorbell rang, echoing through the quiet house. still in her nightgown, Marchanda daringly cracked open the door to reveal her lover, Thomas. His handsome face split into a roguish grin as he took in her tousled appearance, the sheer fabric molding to her lithe frame. “Buenos días, mi amor,” he purred, husky voice dripping with suggestion. “Thought you might need some help starting your day…”
Marchanda’s pulse quickened as she gestured him inside, hurriedly locking the door behind them. Before she could utter a word, Thomas pulled her flush against him, one hand tangling in her hair as the other boldly cupped her rear. His passionate assault on her mouth left her breathless and yearning for more.
“Thomas…” she gasped when he finally broke the kiss, “we shouldn’t… not here…”
“Stop overthinking,” he murmured, nimble fingers slipping beneath her nightgown to caress bare skin. “I want you, Marchanda. Now.”
Her protests died on her lips as desire overtook propriety. In a flurry of discarded clothing and fevered touches, they made their way to the bedroom, a trail of garments marking their path. Thomas divested Marchanda of her nightgown and stood back to admire her nude form, eyes ravenous.
“Exquisite,” he breathed, reverently trailing a finger from her collarbone to her navel. Marchanda shivered at the contact, nipples puckering in anticipation. She boldly reached for his belt, eagerly revealing his impressive erection.
They tumbled onto the bed in a tangled mass of limbs, Thomas settling between Marchanda’s splayed thighs. His hand delved between them to tease her slick folds, a deliciously wicked smile on his lips as he watched her squirm with need. ” Worty de mí?” he questioned, voice low and intimate.
Although she didn’t understand the Spanish, Marchanda eagerly nodded in agreement, body arching wantonly. Thomas’s grin widened before he captured one of her nipples between his teeth, sucking firmly. He released her breast to lavish attention on the other, his fingers never ceasing their torment between her legs.
“Por favor, I can’t…” Marchanda keened, desperate for release. “I need you inside me.”
“As my lady commands,” Thomas chuckled, clever fingers dipping inside her slick heat. Her inner muscles clamped down greedily, trying to pull him deeper. With a groan, Thomas positioned himself and surged forward, burying himself to the hilt.
They both cried out at the exquisite sensation, Marchanda wrapping her legs around his waist. Thomas set a relentless pace, powerful thrusts punctuated by the slap of skin on skin. Marchanda’s hands dug into his shoulders, nails scoring down his back. Lost in a haze of pleasure, she could only hang on for the ride.
Thomas altered his angle slightly, hitting that elusive spot deep inside that had her seeing stars. She shattered with a silent scream, back bowing off the bed as ecstasy crashed over her. Thomas followed soon after, head thrown back in rapture as he spilled himself inside her.
They collapsed together in a sweaty tangle, muscles twitching in the aftermath. Marchanda sighed contentedly, Mindy going blank as Thomas peppered her face with tender kisses. “That was… wow,” she finally managed, voice slightly hoarse.
Thomas smirked. “Wait until you see what else I have planned for you today, mujer. You won’t be able to walk straight for a week.”
“Big words,” Marchanda teased,though her body ###throbbed in anticipation###. “You’ll have to show me, though. Compadre.”
“Oh, I intend to keep up my end of the bargain,” Thomas promised, rolling onto his side. He pulled her close, lips brushing her ear. “Get ready for the  excellente día of your life, mami.”
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Dear people of the world, let me preface this by saying that Excelente día is not an innocent little video, rather it is a naughty, explicit, and sensual exploration of two people enjoying each other’s bodies in a consentual and intimate way. Furthermore, the participants in this particular video are NOT the author’s linguistic or cultural (.train…
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