Babe & I: Road Trip To Fuck Her Sweet Perfect Ass Anal Part 1
In the sweltering African heat, Babe, a gorgeous ebony milf with curves that could make a grown man drool, packed her bags for a road trip. Her mission? To find a secluded spot where she could finally unleash the beast within, craving an anal pounding like no other.
With her ample bosom bouncing rhythmically under a thin t-shirt, Babe hopped into her car, a sleek black number that oozed sex appeal. Her destination? A tiny village hidden deep within the savanna, where she knew there’d be no prying eyes or judgement – just the piercing gaze of her National Geographic-tanned paramour.
Hours later, after navigating dusty roads and merchandise-laden trains of refugees, she arrived. The man of her dreams, who went by simply “Lover”, greeted her with a smoking hot grin. Towering over Babe’s petite frame, he enveloped her in a strong embrace, his hands roaming freely over her full figure with an almost primal possessiveness.
Their alone time began with sultry caresses gone wild. Lover’s calloused fingers peeling off Babe’s tiny shorts, exposing her glistening lower lips to his hungry gaze. Her in turn, shoving him onto the straw-strewn bed, unbuckling his belt to free his impressive manhood. The fireworks began when that thick erection vanished between her pillowy breasts, Babe leaning down to lave affectionate licks along Lover’s hard shaft.
But the real action didn’t start until Lover flipped Babe around, sliding his hands over her ample derriere and spreading her cheeks apart. Babe’s concentration on pleasuring him faltered into a shuddering moan, her body arching sensuously as the first of many penetrations began. Lover, pacing himself with the skill of a seasoned lover, toyed with her puckered entrance before finally easing his girthy head inside.
“Oh god, yesss,” Babe hissed, nails digging into the cushions. A wave of ecstasy crashed over her as Lover hilted himself fully. But he didn’t stop there – Lover’s frenzied pace only increased, pegging her sweet spot over and over until Babe’s early cries rose into sweet, howling shrieks. Her body tensed and shuddered, presented perfectly for his viewing pleasure. She came undone spectacularly, her ebony necropolis convulsing around him as he pistoned mercilessly in and out.
Lover’s climax approached soon after, his moans suspiciously animalistic. As Babe collapsed beneath his frame, trembling through the aftershocks, he hilted one final time. Warmth blossomed within Babe’s womb as she felt Lover explode, his seed splattering her insides. She sighed dreamily.
In the afterglow of their tryst, Babe and Lover spent the rest of the trip cuddled up sweetheart, savoring the feeling of well-used flesh and basking in the euphoria of their African adventure. The ride home, once nerve-wracking and packed with anticipation, seemed almost anti-climactic in comparison.
When Babe returned home, she couldn’t help but relive the memories of her adventurous weekend with Lover. Every touch, every caress, everyPosition echoed in her mind like a sensual mantra. She couldn’t deny that the sojourn had been a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
But as Babe went through her daily routine – ferrying her kids to school, prepping meals for her husband – memories of the intimate encounter continued to plague her thoughts. The heat, the passion, the unabashed freedom of it all. A secretive smile played on her lips as she wondered when she would be able to escape, to voyage back to that secluded oasis and repeat the experience all over again.
