3D Hentai – Poison fucks Big Tits Juri Han and gives her a Massive Creampie [Blender] (With Sound)

The sun scorched the concrete jungle, its unforgiving rays baking the unforgiving asphalt. Juri Han, the deadly Korean beauty, strutted through the warped streets, her voluptuous curves glistening with sweat. Her silky hair, dyed an enticing scarlet, bounced with each purposeful stride.

Suddenly, a shadow emerged from a dilapidated alleyway. It was Poison, the sultry S.I.N. agent, clad in a skintight black bodysuit that left little to the imagination. Her ample breasts strained against the fabric, threatening to burst free with every calculated movement.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Juri Han, Street Fighter’s deadly seductress,” Poison purred, her voice dripping with mischief. “I’ve heard tales of your…skills. I think it’s time we put them to the test.”

Juri turned to face her foe, a smirk playing on her full lips. “Oh, Poison. Always so eager to prove yourself. But against me, you stand no chance.”

With lightning speed, the two combatants clashed, their bodies entangling in a dangerous dance. Clothes tore as fists pummeled flesh, but neither fighter seemed to tire. They tumbled to the ground, a whirlwind of kicking limbs and flying hair.

Juri found herself pinned beneath Poison’s strong thighs, the agent’s voluptuous mammary glands hovering tantalizingly close to her face. In an instant, Poison seized the opportunity, grinding her ample bottom against Juri’s core with devilish precision.

“Ahh!” Juri gasped, her eyes widening at the sudden intrusion. “What are you doing?”

“Just getting a little taste of what you’ve been hiding,” Poison cooed, never ceasing her ministrations. “You’re so tight, Juri. I can’t wait to feel you cum.”

Juri bit her lip, conflicting sensations swirling through her body. Part of her wanted to fight back, to prove her dominance, but another part yearned to surrender to the pleasurable assault. Her hips betrayed her, bucking against Poison’s skillful grind.

“Yes, that’s it,” Poison encouraged, her own arousal mounting. “Cum for me, Juri. Let go of all that pent-up frustration.”

With a final, powerful thrust, Juri reached her climax, waves of ecstasy crashing over her. Poison continued her relentless grinding, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from her conquered foe.

Satisfied, she released Juri and rolled onto her back, panting. “Not bad for a street fighter. But I’m not done with you yet.”

In a flash, Poison straddled Juri’s face, her dripping sex mere inches from Juri’s mouth. “Now, it’s my turn. Don’t forget, I can be quite…poisonous.”

Wasting no time, Poison lowered herself onto Juri’s willing tongue, moaning in delight as she was met with eager reciprocation. Juri licked and sucked with fervor, driven by primal instinct and the lingering effects of her own orgasm.

As Juri’s assault on her sensitive folds became more aggressive, Poison felt herself hurtling towards the edge. Her thighs quivered, her breath growing shallow and ragged. With a final, devastating flick of Juri’s tongue, Poison was sent over the brink.

“Ahhh, yesss!” Poison cried out, her body convulsing as her climax washed over her in waves. Juri’s skilled oral proclivities had brought her to new heights of ecstasy.

Pulling away, Poison collapsed beside her partner in crime, both women flushed and breathless. “Not bad, Juri. Not bad at all,” Poison admitted, a satisfied grin on her face. “Maybe you’re not so bad after all.”

Juri returned the smile, her eyes shining with newfound respect and maybe even the tiniest hint of admiration. “The same could be said for you, Poison. The same could be said for you.”

And so, the two unlikely lovers lay there on the steaming asphalt, basking in the afterglow of their forbidden tryst. The city continued on around them, blissfully unaware of the secret behind closed curtains.