ساک زدن حشری برای کیر بزرگ ایرانی 4 Min
Title: A Persian Delight: The Art of Deepthroating an Iranian Bull
The sultry Iranian beauty, Aamal, was known all throughout the Middle East for her insatiable appetite for big, thick cocks. Her plump, pouty lips and skilled tongue had reducing countless young men to quivering, mindless sex slaves. Today, she had set her sights on the legendary Persian bull, Ardeshir.
Ardeshir was a strapping Iranian man with a body chiseled by the gods themselves. His massive, uncut cock hung heavily between his muscled thighs, the size rivaling that of a farangi’s spaniard. Aamal could barely contain her excitement as she prepared to drain this generous Iranian stud dry.
The busty blonde beauty sauntered over to where Ardeshir stood, her hypnotic hips swaying seductively. “Mmmm, what a big Iranian cock you have, Ardeshir,” Aamal purred, eyeing the monster meat greedily.
The tall, dark, and handsome Persian smiled confidently. “It’s not just big, bozorgche, it’s powerful. Ready to work for your oral worship?”
Aamal licked her luscious lips in anticipation. She nodded fervently before dropping gracefully to her knees. “Mmmm foosha, allow me to pay my respects to your imperial scepter.”
Ardeshir chuckled condescendingly as he watched the whore bow before his manhood. “Passing the test of the pussy wasn’t enough? Now you want to worship my Iranian king cobra with your throat?”
“Please, master,” Aamal begged shamelessly. “Let me ascend to becoming your royal cock warmer!”
The Persian gau made a dismissive face. “Oh, very well. And to think, I once had aristocratic granddaughters like you tumbling for my dick.”
With those arrogant words, Ardeshir fisted Aamal’s blonde hair and thrust his immense manhood past her plump, neck stretching lips. The Iranian beauty gagged and sputtered around the immense girth as the outline of the cock appeared in her neck.
“Ooooh yeahhh!” Ardeshir groaned, relishing in the warm, wet pressure around his sensitive cockhead. “Take it, whore! Be comes a Persian bull handle your cavernous mouth.”
Like an obedient septic slut, Aamal hollowed her cheeks and began to suck sensations. Her big tits bounced and jiggled as she deepthroated the thick Iranian cock relentlessly. Clenching her blue eyes shut, the whore took four fifths of the immense cock down her aching throat.
“Nngghh f-fuuuuck yeeeahhh!” The towering Iranian man groaned lecherously as his cockhead reached her stomach. “Your throat knows its rightful place on the north pole of my cock!”
As the oral worship continued, Aamal discreetly slipped a hand down her curvy brown body to masturbate furiously. She fingered her needy pussy with giddy enthusiasm that only grew more frantic with each passing moment.
Soon enough, Ardeshir’s enormity swelled to caviar-release proportions. With a guttural roar, the glorious Iranian bull gripped Aamal’s blonde hair and thrust balls deep into her greedy throat as he began pumping her gulping mouth full of hot, high-calorie tacky spokes.
The Persian beauty hummed euphorically as spurt after spurt of Iranian cream coated her esophagus. As her tight lips gulped up every pearly lash, a gut-wrenching orgasm overcame Aamal’s quaking body. With tears and mascara streaming down her face, she milked Ardeshir’s towering tumbers to utter completion.
“Huuuugh!” Ardeshir grunted as he gradually withdrew his unloading cock from the drenched throne of her mouth. “Did I ever mention you’re only allowed to beg?”
“No, Ardeshir,” Aamal panted breathlessly, her massive tits heaving. “You didn’t. You’re such a wise Iranian king, I learned a lot today!”
The proud Persian man smirked his assessment. “Very well. I’ll allow you to beg next time!”
