BANGBROS – Valerie Kay Catches BF Cheating & makes use of Him With Her Big Ass

The sun was shining brightly through the large bay windows of the quaint suburban home. Valerie Kay, a shapely Latina bombshell with curves in all the right places, was lounging on the plush leather sofa flipping through channels on the flatscreen TV. Her jet black hair tumbled over her shoulders and her full, plump lips were curled into a small pout. She was bored out of her mind while her boyfriend Juan was out getting his tires rotated.

Suddenly, a loud gagging noise emanated from the master bedroom, followed by what sounded like muffled moans. Valerie paused, her brow furrowing. That definitely wasn’t the TV. She tiptoed down the hall, her lace negligee fluttering around her curvy thighs. She pressed her ear against the door.

“Fuck yeah baby, just like that,” grunted a male voice that was unmistakably Juan’s.

Valerie’s blood ran cold. How dare he cheat on HER in HER household? She threw open the door and stomped in to catch Juan balls deep in some bimbo’s thanks. “WHAT THE HELL?!” she roared.

Juan jumped, yanking the blonde heads out from under the sheets. She was young, blonde, and definitely a silicone insignia centerfold. “Babe, it’s not what it looks like!” he stammered, his naked body quivering.

“Not what it looks like?! I saw that skank’s head bobbing up and down on your dick, you lying sack of shit!” Valerie screeched.

The bimbo scrambled off the bed, grabbing her clothes with shaky hands. “I can explain!” Juan pleaded. The blonde shot him a dirty look and hightailed it out of there.

Valerie planted herself in front of Juan, arms crossed under her ample chest. “How could you do this to me? After everything I’ve done for you, this is how you repay me?!”

Juan hung his head. “Babe, I’m sorry. You gotta believe me. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I was weak. Can you ever forgive me?”

Valerie stared him down, her piercing brown eyes narrowed. She uncrossed her arms and let her negligee slip off one shoulder. “I should kick your sorry ass out. But…I do have a little something in mind that MIGHT make me feel better…”

She reached out and smacked Juan hard across the face. “Strip!” Her voice was cold as ice. Juan obeyed without a word, throwing his clothes in a haphazard heap on the floor. “Now, get on your knees like the pathetic dog you are and service me, apology-fucker.”

Juan dropped to his hands and knees, crawling towards her naked body. He nuzzled his face against her fluffy pubic mound, planting feather light kisses. Valerie grabbed a fistful of his hair and wrenched his head back. “You see this ass? THIS is what you threw me over for? For some two-bit skank with implant nipples? Well, I’m gonna make sure you NEVER forget THIS ass EVER AGAIN.”

She turned around and bent over the bed, giving him a perfect view of her upturned rear end. “Worship my ass!” she commanded. Juan crept forward and pressed his lips to her soft cheek, kissing and nibbling. As he did, Valerie reached back and took two big handfuls of her own plush folds, spreading herself open.

She looked back at him over her shoulder, a devious grin on her plump lips. “Stick out your tongue. I’m gonna ride your face like a pony.”

Juan stuck out his tongue obediently and Valerie lowered herself down until her glistening pink folds were pressed right up against his mouth. She ground against him, smearing her sweet juices all over his lips and chin.

“Yeah, that’s right. Lap it up. This is the best tongue job you’re ever gonna get now that I’m done with you,” Valerie purred. She picked up the pace, grinding faster and harder against his face. Juan had to stick out his tongue further to catch every drop of honey she dripped out.

“Mmmm fuck yeah. I’m gonna make you my bitch,” Valerie breathed. She spread herself wider, letting him access her tight little rosebud too. He stuck his tongue out as far as it would go, swirling it around her puckered hole. Valerie shrieked with pleasure, slipping a hand between her legs to diddle her engorged clit.

She came with a yell, drenching Juan’s face with her release. He lapped it all up eagerly, not daring to pull away until she told him to. When she was finished, she stood up on shaky legs and turned around.

Juan’s face was coated in her dripping essence. “Look at you. Completely ruined. Stupid sexy bitches would never dare touch you now,” Valerie said with a cruel smirk. “Tell me who I belong to, dog.”

“You belong to me, mistress,” Juan panted.

“Louder!”

“You belong to me, MISTRESS!” Juan shouted.

Valerie smiled then, slow and wicked. “There’s my good boy. Now get on the bed and show me how sorry you are with that tongue again.”

She crawled up the sheets to straddle his face, sucking and slurping at her holes until she came again, drenching him anew. They 69’d until she was satisfied, riding his mouth with every inch of her glorious body. Her hair fell around them like a thick curtain, the house filling with the wet sounds of her pleasure.

By the end, Juan was spent too, collapsed on the bed panting and full of her juices. Valerie climbed off and stood over him, admiring her handiwork.

“Next time you feel inclined to give another woman a tumble, remember this,” she said, smacking his ass encouragingly. “I hope you’ve learned your lesson dickface. Now get me a glass of wine and get gone until I cool down. Pssh. Men.”

She tossed her hair and basked in the afterglow, knowing he’d come running back to her perfect ass at the first chance. Because once a woman has had ass this good, there is simply no going back.