Sexy cutie in short shorts took off her black tank top and started playing with her big tits – LuxuryOrgasm
The curvy brunette bunditasse, with an Eastern European accent, whose alias is LuxuryOrgasm, signaled to the camera with a wink and a pouty-lip smile that she was about to reveal a naughty surprise. She spun around, her short sassy shorts hugging her plump peach of an ass, and spun back around again. She reached up and grabbed the hem of her hot little black tank top, giving a tantalizing view of her taut tummy. She pulled it up over her head in one swift motion, flipping her long brown hair back down as she tossed it playfully to the side.
“Like what you see, baby?” she said with a coy smile, cupping her monstrous mouth-watering melons as they spilled out of her lacy red bra, the’estrêma’of big being an understatement. The half-dollar-sizedbidden buttons of her nipples poked through the scalloped lace of herbralette, threatening to burst through at any moment.
Luxury bathed in a sun-drenched window, the buttery light illuminating her flawless olive skin and giving her the appearance of a goddess. She walked her fingers up her ribcage as if she were caressing silk, taking her time as if giving the lucky fellah in the room a chance to admire her effortless sensuality. She stopped at the borders of her bra and traced the edges with elegant fingertips before reaching behind to undo the clasp with a flick.
Her succulent jugs bounced free, two hefty handfuls of heaven. Her au naturale jugs jiggled as she laughed and wagged them playfully at the camera lens. She cupped those selfless titties again as she turned from the window and sauntered toward the bed. Her fat nip-nips glistened with excitement under the warm lighting, as if teasing the viewer to come taste them.
“Such big tits need an extra special touch,” Luxury purred, climbing back onto the bed seductively. She scooted back until she was near the headboard. With both hands, she grabbed the sides of her humongous hooters and lifted them, canyons deep in their hanging valley of belly. She played with them, slapping them together, blowing raspberries on her wet nips, sticking her tongue out to lick across the peaks of cleavage formed by her hands.
She released her rack with one hand and trailed down over her tummy to the waistband of those sexy shorts. She stood up on the bed for a moment to shimmy out of them, the rustle of fabric and the scant flash of black lace panties catching the eye. She bent forward to let the shorts drop to the floor, and that’s when hot mama showed us the true meaning of drop dead gorgeous. Those pale mounds of perfection swayed and danced with gravity as her body moved.
Luxury plopped down on her plump little tookus and leaned back on her hands. They brushed her bountiful breasts as she moved, jostling them with stolen caresses. She spread her legs so we could see the evidence of her wet excitement through the lace of her panties. The legs continued to widen, more and more of her shapely thighs and womanly curves revealed.
She parted her breasts to lean back and bringing one heavy swell to her mouth. She sucked a nipple, eyes fluttering, and rolled her tongue around the puffy pink areola. “Mmm,” she hummed, more for the effect than anything else. She traced the curves of her body, from her neck to her breasts, down over her tummy to her waist, around to sneak up the back of those scrumptious globes we call gluts and squeeze. Finally, her fingers dipped between her legs, rubbing herself through the lace.
She moaned, louder this time, as she squeezed her titties harder and rubbed her clit through the damp fabric. Her hips lifted off the bed as if she were screwing a phantom cock while toying with herself. All this time, Luxury’s eyes had been open, snapping with orgiastic ecstasy, but now they slammed shut as she felt that familiar snap of an impending orgasm.
In a breathy rush, her free hand flew from where it had been massaging her clit and stuck out its middle finger. Her big ass lifted off the bed a handful of times before she collapsed back against the pillows, her whole body shaking in the throes of release. She used her free hand to pressed her tits together, plumping them up. Once recovered, she gave us a red-faced grin and winked before panting for breath.
“Now that is how you play with big tits, babes,” Luxury said with a thumb up before laying down fully, scooping her breasts up like fluffy pillows and covering her sweat-slicked face with them. Legs splayed open, panties soaked, hair a wild mess, she looked completely satisfied with herself. And why shouldn’t she be? A woman that looks like a goddess, acts like a vixen, and knows how to pleasure herself ought to be proud!
With a bounce of her jubblies to the camera and a saucy snort, Luxury made to cover herself up, but not before giving one final helicopter twirl at the edges of her squeezable unbearable jugs, their pale slopes rippling just a little too long before they settled after her latest flirtations. With that, our curvy girlfriend settled in for a happy little after-orgasm nap, the smell of sex and the sounds of a very satisfied woman still lingering in the air. Ladies and Lords, boys and girls, have yourselves a week! And don’t forget to subscribe and give a thumbs up – I’ve got plenty more where that came from!
