Sara Saijo In A Fantastic Woman Slips Off Her Bathing Suit And Gives Her Fellow A Warm Oral Pleasure In This Outdoor
“Sara Saijo’s Sensual Sin under the Sun”
The sun beat down mercilessly on the secluded beach, its heat merely a whisper compared to the sparks about to ignite between the gorgeous Sara Saijo and her lucky companion. Sara’s black bikini hugged her curves perfectly, the fabric damp with sea mist and a thin sheen of sweat. Her long, raven hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast to her sun-kissed skin.
As she sashayed towards her lover, each step swayed her hips hypnotically. Her companion couldn’t help but stare at the tantalizing way her ample breasts bounced with each movement. When she reached him, Sara ran a perfectly manicured finger down his chest, leaned in close, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, “I think it’s time we cooled off.”
In a heartbeat, her skilled hands had untied her top, letting it drop to the sand. Free from their constraints, Sara’s breasts sprang forth – two round, succulent melons, topped with rosy, erect nipples. She tossed her top aside and pressed her body against him, her breasts melting against his firm chest. His hands roamed up and down her back, pulling her closer as his mouth sought hers.
Their kiss was electric, tongues wrestling and teeth nipping. Sara moaned softly into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair. Slowly, she slid down the length of his body, trailing kisses along his jaw, down his neck, over his collarbone. On her knees before him, she looked up through hooded eyes, her red lips parted, a picture of carnal desire.
Sara’s fingers hooked into his shorts, tugging them down his thighs. His member sprang free, bobbing in front of her face, already hard and ready. She licked her lips at the sight of it, reaching out to wrap her delicate hand around its girth.
Sara’s deep blue eyes locked with his as she took him into her mouth, inch by savory inch. Her tongue swirled around his sensitive tip, lapping up the bead of pre-cum that had formed. She suppressed the gag reflex as she took him deeper, her lips stretched wide around his girth. Slowly, she began to move, her head bobbing up and down, her hot, wet mouth engulfing him perfectly.
Sara hollowed her cheeks and sucked, her head moving faster now. Moans vibrated around his shaft as she pleasured him, her fingers lightly massaging his balls. The taste of him on her tongue was intoxicating, spurring her on, drowning out any thoughts of propriety, any semblance of modesty. All that existed was the feel of him in her mouth, the sound of his guttural groans, the scent of his arousal mixing with the salt of the sea.
Her tongue found that bundle of nerves just beneath the crown of his cock, flicking and rubbing. He throbbed heavily in her mouth, his hands fisting in her hair as his hips began to pump, meeting her thrust for thrust. She relaxed her throat, taking him deeper, fighting the urge to cough as his tip brushed the back of her throat.
He was close, his breath coming in ragged pants. Sara could feel the change in the rhythm of his pulse against her tongue. She sucked harder, faster, driven by a primal need to make him come undone. With a loud, drawn-out moan, he erupted, thick, hot ropes of cum filling her mouth. She swallowed rapidly, milking every last drop from him, until he sagged back, spent and satisfied.
Sara licked her lips, savoring the lingering taste of him, her eyes dark with lust and satisfaction. She smiled up at him, her expression sinful and coy. Rising to her feet, she hooked a finger in her bikini bottoms and slid them down her long, sun-kissed legs, stepping out of them. Now fully naked, she turned and sauntered towards the sea, giving him a long, playful look over her shoulder. “Coming?” she called, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
He followed eagerly, ready for more of Sara’s relentless sensual adventures. The sun was setting, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, but it was the fire in Sara’s eyes that promised a night they would never forget.
