He Likes To Watch – RealityKings with JMac, Phoenix Marie

Volume owns an expansive landed villa in the hills overlooking the ottunding colors of Positano, where lush green vineyards descend towards the glittering turquoise sea. Once a weekend getaway for his wealthy family, it is now the secret hideaway for his private erotic games and fantasies. The sprawling estate includes lush gardens, private pools, and stone cottages – perfect for his clandestine rendezvous with the selection of beautiful women that clamor to be included in his “special events”.

His fetish? Italian beauties with large, round derrieres. Voluptuous, full-figured Goddesses who exude a raw, primal sensuality. He especially lusts after tattooed vixens with ink crawling across their flawless skin, a tantalizing peek into the depths of their depraved souls.

Tonight’s selection is of the highest calibur – Phoenix Marie, a platinum-haired California girl with the heart of a true Italian Bombshell. Her body is a work of art – perky, 34D breasts topped with hardened pink nipples, toned stomach leading down to voluptuous hips and an ass so round and bouncy it is a masterpiece in motion. Tattoos wind down her rib cage, swirl around her hip bones, and sprout flowers on her tan thighs like a dangerous bouquet.

JMac is the luckiest SOB on the planet, named the #1 stud at Reality Kings for reason. His cock is a perfectly thick, veiny marvel reaching almost 10 inches – a glorious Italian veal the girls fall over themselves to feast upon.

It starts as all of Volumes games do – the girls arriving one by one to the lavish estate, throwing flirtatious glances at each other through veiled smiles. The afternoon air crackles with tension, with innocent touches turning into heated caresses, the lascivious dance between two female bodies winding them into a feverish frenzy.

Already naked, Phoenix and her new companion lay on a plush white bed staring seductively at each other. They roll, tangle, and tickle their soft tongues against each other’s most sensitive parts, tracing sweat-slicked skin and lapping at juicy nectars. Breasts heave and scissor in a passionate embrace as they writhe in ecstasy, moan after sated moan echoing through the villa like a symphony of sex.

This is all for JMac’s viewing pleasure, the hidden camera capturing explicit angles of the most illicit acts in HD. He watches transfixed, cock already hard and leaking pre-cum as they worship each other’s tits and tongues waggle against dripping pussies. Consumed by voyeuristic lust, he begins to pump his huge pillar of meat as Phoenix flips onto all fours to suck cock-for-cock’s-sake, her brunette playmate’s licking and sucking on her inflated clit in an erotic 69 show as J froths hands over their golden locks.

His dirty talk echoes the room as ropes of ball sac jelly squelch through his fingers, balls churning in their sloshy sack to supply the thick, lots of cum. “Fuck, I wanna plug my dick in her asshole!” JMac groans.

And plug it he does, plunging his veiny magnitude balls-deep into the vixen’s fluffy booty, balls bunched up against her tailbone. Wrapped like a vice around his pipe, he pistons back and forth with animalistic thrusts, her backifications contain her screams of pleasure as his plow pole slams into her most intimate depths. Her rack bounces like wildfire into each pump, the layers of jiggly assflesh rippling as if in protest against his ferocious sodomy.

“Ooh! Arr coatarr رمز a > Get! Ahhh!” His heavy grunts intermingle with her screams as he pounds her ass into oblivion, her companion resuming dutiful service of her swinging clit. Thighs quivering, Phoenix’s pussy squirts sticky splooge with each stroke, spraying saliva onto his lapping tongue. She quite literally squirts her juices into her lover’s mouth and all over her grinning face, flooding the sheets with slippery love rain.

It seems the Primadonna’s rods are destined for each of their holes, and she eagerly swivels her still dripping ass back to his now gooey cock. Hammering between her juicy donks, they gyrate against his tree trunk tool, consuming every creamy cubic inch. His girthy fuckpole spits proportions of stressed streak, lacquering her back with ball stew splatter. He kneads and gropes her chunky ass, the flesh searing his palms, pushing her face forcibly into her co-conspirator’s marshmallow cunt.

“Fuck me JMac! Ruin my ass you fucking stud!” complains the blonde vixen as pearlescent pussy juice foments from her stretched pucker and gaped golden holes. Her whole body and his groin are absolutely watered down in smelly protein sauce, her balls drenched by his goopy balls bearings washing his dirty drawers with sauce splatter. Both ass cheeks jiggle wildly, slapping and clapping together as he rails her as she quivers and convulses, drenching the sheets with more love slime.

JMac pulls out and showers the girls in hot, boiling fire water, their faces and tits and holes getting blasted so well they scream and groan so loud you’d think a nuclear fireworks exploded inside their boxes. He heaves and howls, pumping his thick anaconda rope after door after thick door in precision, his balls sack battered and weathered in the process of draining his cum gutters completely clear. The remaining residue clings to his cum-washed shaft, trickling down his soiled balls and legs, a visible creamy trail of aftermath.

As the three lovers sink into post-coital bliss, Volume smiles. His voyeuristic fantasy fulfilled, the hidden camera still rolls, ready for more of tonight’s Carnevale.