Antonella se folla al hombre de la mascara de halloween Michael
Title: “Antonella’s Halloween Fuck”
The night air was crisp and full of mischief as Antonella sauntered down the dimly lit street in her skimpy costume. The 19-year-old Latina beauty had decided to go as a sexy nurse for Halloween, her black nurse’s hat perched jauntily atop her long, dark hair. Beneath the hat, her full, pouty lips were painted a deep, tantalizing red. Her white uniform top was unbuttoned just enough to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her ample cleavage.
As she walked, her short white skirt swished around her thick, juicy thighs. She had paired the costume with sheer black thigh-high stockings and strappy high heels. The sexy nurse look was completed by a pair of frilly white panties peeking out from under the skirt.
“Trick or treat, mister!” Antonella called out playfully as she approached a mysterious figure in a mask standing on the corner. The man was wearing a dark suit with a long black cloak billowing behind him. A tactic face covered most of his features, the glowing eyes peering out from behind oddly unnerving.
“Well, well, look what we have here,” the masked man said in a deep, gravelly voice. “A sexy little nurse wandered out here all alone on Halloween night? And just look at that delectable body. Mmm, I bet you’d make a tasty treat.”
Antonella bit her lip coyly as she did a little twirl. “You like what you see, big boy? I bet a tall, dark stranger like you has all sorts of naughty tricks in mind for a girl in a naughty nurse costume.”
“I bet I do,” the masked man said, his eyes roaming hungrily over her body. “What’s a dish like you doing out here on a night like this? Looking for trouble?”
“Maybe I am,” Antonella purred, stepping closer to him. “I’ve always had a thing for mysterious men in masks. There’s just something sooo sexy about not knowing what lurks behind that face…”
As if to prove her point, she suddenly reached up and ripped the mask off the man’s face with one swift move. To her surprise, he looked like any perfectly handsome man in his 20s, with chiseled features and intense blue eyes.
“Oops!” Antonella giggled, clutching the mask to her ample chest. “I guess I’m just too curious for my own good sometimes. I was hoping for a monster or some sort of freak beneath that mask. Hehe, play along with me, handsome. Pretend I’ve uncovered some hideous secret about you and that you’re going to have to punish me for being such a naughty girl…”
The man reached out and grasped Antonella’s wrist tightly, his fingers biting into her velvety skin. “Gladly,” he said darkly, tugging her close to him. “I’m going to have to punish you very thoroughly indeed, you little witch. Bend you over my knee and spank this bratty ass until it’s red and raw.”
Antonella made a mock gasp of shock, her green eyes widening with feigned innocence. “How lewd!” she declared in a faux-scandalized tone. “A big, strong man like you threatening a helpless young thing like me. I demand to be punished for my impudent behavior at once!”
“Oh, I’m going to punish you alright,” the masked man said, his voice gone all low and dangerous with promise. “And it’s going to start with me taking you back to my lair where I can properly discipline this sassy little bottom of yours.”
He bent down, hoisting Antonella up and tossing her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing. The sexy Latina squealed and pounded her fists against his back playfully.
“Put me down, you brute!” she cried. “No, no, take me to your lair where you can tie me to your bed and ravish me! Tie me up and tease me without mercy until I’m a quivering, begging mess! Punish me until I’m sore and there won’t be a single inch of my body that isn’t aching! I’ve been such a bad girl!”
“You don’t know the half of it, little minx,” the masked man growled as he carried her off into the night, his hand clamped possessively over her mid-thigh so she couldn’t escape. “By the time I’m done with you, I’ll have you eating out of the palm of my hand. You’ll be beggin’ for my cock so bad, you’ll do absolutely anything I tell you, no matter how filthy or depraved!”
And so the mysterious masked man proceeded to carry the thrashing, squealing Antonella off into his dark and lonely lair for a kinky Halloween night of debauchery.
When he finally lowered his dark, brooding gaze to the shackled, pleading Antonella stretched out half-naked upon his black silk bed, the handsome stranger slowly undressed, revealing his ruggedly handsome face and chiseled chest. His rock hard cock jutted straight out from a dense match of dark curls that framed it and his testicles, which dangled heavily behind his dick. The flaccid 10-inch beast had the girth of a soda can and shimmered with anti-microbial silicone moisture mixed with pre-cum that’m leaking from the tip.
As Antonella wailed, then muffled her cries between the fold-back gag, she quivered in delicious anticipation. What the handsome devil in the mask planned to finally do to her as he stepped forward and gently released the tight bond of the shackles that circled her ankles to remove the foldback gag from between her red lips.
Then he replaced it with his colossal phallic cock and surged forward. Antonella nearly sobbed at the oh-so-delicious disparity between his huge cock splitting her open and the silk inside of the tip. Each stroke sank impossibly deep into her tight pussy and with expert gradual timing, increased his then matched his depth and speed. At last, they buckoned Occasionally her he or she would pull him in for deep passionate kisses, fingers wove through her hair as he nibbled her neck, marking her as his.
And so their crazed screw went until a little before dawn. They had screwed on her face, anally, vaginally, and even orally more then once. When exhaustion finally overcame their heated passions, the stripped demon nearly collapsed asleep next to the shapely Cuban Dominican, still squealing in delirious pleasure. She was a quivering, sore wreck in an ocean sized damp stain of her own orgasms.
And that’s just the way she liked it.
