ノーブラタンクトップ乳を揉みしだく Braless Girl After Cum Cleaning Bj
Title: A Saucy Slurprise: When Cleaning Turns Naughty
The dusk air was thick with the scent of stale beer and stereotypes as Alan stumbled through the grimy back alleys of Tokyo’s seedy red-light district. His head was pounding from last night’s over-indulgence, yet his curious libido rhythmically smacked his clouded brain, craving more than a hangover cure. Just then, a wave of wet heat flushed Alan’s crotch as he spied a petite brunette bending over the mouth of an alley, wriggling cleaning supplies from a tipped-over bucket. His eyes widened, and not just from the shock of her lack of panties.
“Okaeri, onii-san,” she purred, Shimmying her half-naked minxiness Greetings, onii-san. (big bro)She straightened up, her perfectly round tits popping free from the oversized muscles shirt barely containing them. “You seem to have spilled your seed.” Seductive frankly stated, her smoldering gaze locked onto a wet spot on Alan’s pants.
red-faced and mute, he glanced down at his rock hard bulge mocking him, throbbing with her scandalous invitation. His fingertips itched to pinch those hardened tips jutting like ripe plumsher pert teats, while he enjoyed the doggy-style view of her raw ass.
“Ahhhh. I can ‘elp with zat, sensei,” she cooed. With a wink and a flip of her bottail she turned around and brazenly presenting herself, delectable ass swaying “Haaaaa, I get so dirty in zoo much borrowz here. You will ‘clean’ me, big brother?” Eager to feel his hard “cleaning tools”?
In a daze, he surrendered to koibumi (passionate kissing) as she straddled him, her pillowy breasts smothering his face. His yearning tongue flicked out to taste her sweaty cleavage glistening with the gritty grime of desperation. Mmmm… So much better than last night’s sake and curry. She rode him hard and fast, her hips undulating in lewd circles as her wetness slicked his sore shaft. His hands delved under her shirt, kneading her soft globes with increasing roughneess, twisting her tender nipples until she squealed.
“Yessss! Pinch zee nips! Milk my zeeits like zee goat milk, sensei!” she demanded, head thrown back in rapture, hair fluttering. Alan grunted like a bull rutting seasonally, relishing the live porn scene enkindling his taboo rape-hues of lust.
“Ohh shite… Grabbing zee muscular ballz! Violate me f erity, onii-san!” she squealed gleefully. Her sweltering cunt clenched like a silken vice, making him wonder how many other alphabet flirts she did this with daily. The flush of her cheeks and the wild tossing of her bottle-blonde bob intensified the dirty thrill, ascending him to specified bliss.
Thick ropes of bodily fluid compromised her fertile womb, and she sighed breathlessly, “Nooow we are cummies-sensei! Thank you for zee cleaning. Next time, we must do zis room ovah ovah again!”With a saucy grin and a wink, she retrieved her assets from his slackening loins, leaving Alan in a perplexed crouch amidst the sticky, tumbled glory of their energetic frolic.
Just another slice of life in the big, dirty city, he mused, as he righted his embarrassingly soaked trousers and stumbled off into the gathering evening shadow, lungs heaving a satisfied sigh of lingering exhaustion and caveman satisfaction. Until next week’s cleaning adventure, mon ami!