Busty Indian Hottie Lick
The Frisky Asian Massage
Aya, an exotic Indian beauty with a curvaceous figure and perky, voluptuous breasts, lounged on the massage table in a skimpy towel, her chocolate-smooth skin glistening with oil. She give a coy smile as her handsome, muscular client, Jamal, walked in. “Ready for your special blow-out session?” she purred in her lilting accent.
Jamal, his large, throbbing manhood straining against his briefs, licked his lips eagerly as he approached. “Oh, I’m ready for a release alright.” He quickly shed his clothes before joining Aya on the table, his massive, uncut phallus springing free.
Aya licked her plump, glossy lips as she positioned herself between his legs. Gently, she took his thick shaft in her petite hands, stroking its impressive length with agonizing slowness. “Mmm, this is quite a unit you’re packing,” she purred, her dark eyes sparkling with lust.
Jamal groaned approvingly, his hips flexing into her touch. “Well, just you wait until I get started on you,” he growled. “But first, let’s take a dip in the hot tub for some wet, wild fun…”
In the bubbling, steamy water, Aya gasped as Jamal’s hands roamed her slippery curves, toying with her stiffening nipples. She shivered with delight as he pulled her naked body tightly against his. “Ooh yes, I can definitely feel you getting firmer and harder,” she sighed, grinding her soft, slick flesh against his throbbing erection.
Jamal chuckled deeply, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “That’s not all that’s getting bigger and harder, sweetheart.” He punctuated his words by capturing her full, luscious lips in a searing kiss. Aya moaned into his mouth, surrendering herself completely to Jamal’s hungry passion.
Just then, the doorbell rang, interrupting their heated exchange. Jamal winked at Aya before pulling himself away and going to answer the door. To Aya’s shock and excitement, he let in a statuesque black bombshell wearing a see-through lace negligee.
“Surprise, babe!” Jamal announced gleefully. “Like I promised – anytime, anywhere… Triple the pleasure!”
Aya and the sexy new arrival exchanged donations smiles before eagerly wrapping their arms around Jamal. The trio tumbled onto the bed in a writhing tangle of heaving flesh and raging lust.
“First, let’s get you out of that towel,” cooed the ebony vixen as she slowly peel away the flimsy fabric to reveal Aya’s full, magnificent breasts. She and Jamal feasted their eyes upon the globes, their tongues lapping at the dark, dusky nipples until they stood tall and rife.
Jamal growled his pleasure, his cock flexing between them. “You sexy, exotic creatures are driving me wild!” He reached down to plunder Aya’s fiery, sopping slit, constructing her clit in expert circles.
Aya writhed and writhed, pleasure building rapidly to a crescendo within her. The bombshell worked a finger deep inside her weeping pussy, bringing Aya to a screaming peak. But just as she exploded in orgasm, Jamal flipped her over and slammed his massive, pulsing erection deep into her quivering quim.
“Oh, fuck, you’re so tight and wet!” Jamal grunted, pounding her hard and fast. The African beauty slid down to take one of Aya’s pert, juicy nipples between her lips, suckling greedily as her deft fingers plunged into Aya’s sopping cunny.
“Ooh, yes, oh god, yes!” Aya cried, her body shuddering and bucking wildly. Jets of her sticky honey coated Jamal’s pistoning rod, the sensations driving him right to the edge. With a roar, he buried himself to the hilt and pumped her full steam jets of his searing hot spunk, her fertile womb filling with his virile seed.
Coming down, the three advocates snuggled skin-to-skin, panting and sated. “Mmm, that was beyond amazing,” Aya purred, her voice raw with exertion.
“To be continued,” Jamal promised, his lips curling up into a smolderingly sensual grin.
