My busty girlfriend finally letting me fuck her in the ass

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The Video: “My Busty Girlfriend Finally Lets Me Fuck Her in the Ass”

Starring: Valentina Nappi and…

Now that you’ve clicked, you can’t unsee it. The tantalizing preview expands into a full screen view, revealing the succulent Italian brunette, Valentina Nappi, lounging on a plush inviting sofa. She stretches languidly, her ample bosom straining against the thin fabric of her tank top. TAKE A DEEP BREATH. You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you? Ever since she confirmed your suspicions, that she had let her boyfriend fuck her in the ass, bragging about how “intense” it was. “You’ll never guess where he…” But you guessed. Oh, you guessed. And now you have a front row seat.

The pressure builds slowly, headily, as Valentina settles on her side, head propped up on one arm while the other hand roams, caressing her own curves through her pajama pants. Her breath quickens and her lashes flutter as she loses herself in lustful thoughts, perhaps replaying that ass-fucking scene in her mind.

Then you see him – him?!? – stepping into shot. Her lucky, very lucky, boyfriend. You watch, rapt and pathetic, your arousal warring with your jealousy, as he joins her on the couch, his hands following the same path as hers, groping and squeezing Valentina’s voluptuous ass cheeks through her thin pants. She purrs, her head lolling back as he kneads and parts her fleshy globes, revealing more and more of the plush expanse of her ass crack. Don’t hate. Don’t hate. But God, how you hate what he’s about to do. What you’d give to be in his place. Anything.

Valentina rolls onto all fours now and reaches back to untie the drawstring on her bottoms. She wiggles out of them tantalizingly, exposing inch by tantalizing inch of her ass, two generous rounded cheeks, a dark pink rosette puckering between. She’s not wearing any panties underneath and the knowledge makes your mouth go dry with want. You can only imagine how her boyfriend must be feeling.

He wastes no time diving between her cheeks, tonguing hungrily at her tight asshole. Valentina squeals and squirms, her cheeks clenching repeatedly around his probing muscles. The sight of his long schlong slapping against his own thigh as he feasts on your European girl is almost too much. Valentina’s moans are obscene as she pushes back against his face, relishing the feel of his hot mouth on her most private place.

When he pulls away, her asshole is wet and twitching in need, her skin shiny with saliva. He rubs the glans of his cock firmly against that tiny pink starfish, breaching her ever so slightly. Valentina whimpers, a sound that shoots straight to your own loins, and reaches between her legs to stroke his shaft. “C’mon baby,” she implores breathlessly. “I want your cock in my ass.”

And he gives it to her, sheathing himself to the hilt in one, long, slow stroke. Valentina screams, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy, as her boyfriend recommences fucking her, really putting all his weight and force into pounding her backside. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills your ears, her voluptuous ass rippling at the force of his thrusts. Valentina offers her own filthy encouragement, telling him how big he is, how good it feels.

You watch, you suffer, your cock throbbing molten hot in your pants as her boyfriend continues his relentless plundering of Valentina’s ass. Her magnificent tits bounce and sway with each impact of his hips against her jiggling butt. Is this REALLY happening? In her delectable asshole? You want to curse but the explosions of pleasure on Valentina’s face are too rapturous to deny. The steady creak of the sofa has become strangely lewd, like a metronome to his increasingly hard and fast ass-fucking. Sweat beads on his brow, slicking his skin, accentuating the leanness of his toned body as his cock pistons deeper and deeper into her. Valentina’s legs start to shake and she pushes herself up on her hands with a wanton moan. “I’m close,” she gasps. “Fuck, I’m … shit!” And then she’s coming, trembling and shuddering against his rhythm, coming undone in a way you’ve only dared in fantasy. It takes him a second to recover, then he’s coming as well, his cock pulsing once, twice, engorged veins throbbing against her quivering walls before he finally pulls out with a groan of pure, fucking satisfaction.

You catch your breath, tasting bitter in your mouth. Valentina collapses on the sofa, her limbs heavy and blissed out, her boyfriend pillowed against the sofa back, spent under a rut of her hair. They watch each other with lazy, satisfied smiles, basking in the afterglow.

So that’s what a man looks like when he’s just finished jamming his junk in the ass of the most beautiful woman you know. You’re happy for her, of course. But a small, petty part of you can’t help but feel cheated. Valentinne has offered you nothing in exchange for your voyeuristic attentions. Not a hair, a whisper, a breath. While earring her in to be in a relationship with you, she shares her most intimate moments with someone else.

You shake your head, jolting yourself from a train of thought that promises no destination but regret. This is Valentina Nappi, the Italian beauty who’s graced the screens of millions of horny men (and women) the world over. Sure, you’ve known each other since you were lilts, but so what? You’ve no claim on her. She’s free to fuck whoever she wants, whenever she wants. At least be grateful for this — the knowledge that she’s No Longer NAPPICIO AND HER ASS IS STILL PERFECT. But you wonder what she’s like on the inside, that fuck-facing-encore that makes our hearts shout, offering us the chance to get more of exactly what we want.

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