Bridgette Kerkove And Mark Wood – Blonde Bimbo With Big Fake Breasts Gets Perfect Drilling By Two Huge Packed Guys

Title: The Bimbo’s Breast-Swinging anal Adventure

Bridgette Kerkove stepped into the dimly lit room wearing a lacy pink bra barely containing her enhanced D-cups, a matching g-string, and towering stilettos. Mark Wood and his bulky friend ogled the blonde milf with undisguised lust, their eyes roaming over her full hips, taut stomach, and fake but fabulous breasts. Bridgette smirked at their appreciation.

“Like what you see, boys?” she purred, running a finger along the underside of her fake tits. “I know you’re dying to dig your faces between these babies.”

Mark smiled wolfishly and stood, grabbing Bridgette’s wrist. “Oh we’re going to do more than that, babe. Just wait.”

He pulled her against him, his erection pressing insistently against her belly. Bridgette ground into him, already damp with arousal. The rough Handled Barbarian friend moved to her back, palming her jutting ass. “Mmm, fuckable in every hole,” he growled, giving her a sharp smack.

The way they manhandled her set off sparks down her spine. Yes, she loved being used. Her tits bounced as she walked ahead, the horny microbes urging her toward the bed. She climbed onto it on her hands and knees, jutting her ass up shamelessly.

The men wasted no time stripping fully naked, stroking their powerful cocks as they admired the lewd sight of the blonde MILF presenting herself like a bitch in heat. They grabbed her hips and pulled her further onto the bed. Mark shoved a hand into her hair and yanked her head back as he lined his thick tip up with her tight asshole.

“Now we’re going to ruin this tight ass, slut,” he said just before thrusting into her.

She cried out from the sizeable intrusion as he bottomed out inside her, stretching her deliciously. The barbarian grabbed her jiggling tits, mauling the big fake melons, pinching and rolling her stiff nipples between fingertip and thumb until she writhed.

“Oh fuck fuck fuck yes!” Bridgette keened, impaled on their cocks. She squeezed her eyes shut against the overwhelming pleasure-pain as they began sawing in and out of her, their cocks finding a steady rhythm.

Sweat dripped down her brow, stinging her eyes, tears streaking her face as the pleasure built to an unbearable crescendo. Her tits bounced wildly against the barbarians fingers, her flesh jiggling obscenely as they railed her.

“Fuck, yes! Harder!” she demanded, open-mouthed and drooling as her mind went blank. She became little more than a set of holes for them to fuck, her blonde bimbo MILF persona encouraging their naughty treatment of her nubile body. “Oh god, I’m going to cum!”

“That’s right, fucking cum on our cocks like the cum-hungry slut you are!” The barbarian demanded, relentlessly tweaking her sore nipples.

Bridgette came hard, screaming and convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her. The men pounded into her, milking her for every last bit of pleasure until she collapsed, boneless and limp between them.

“That was hot, baby,” Mark complimented, giving her ass a squeeze before pulling out of her gaping hole. His friend followed suit and slapped his hand against her damp sex. “But I think it’s time to fill you up.”

“Yes, please, I want to feel you cum inside me,” Bridgette begged breathlessly as she flipped over, thrilled to see their cocks still rock hard and glistening with her fluids.

She spread her thighs wide for them, reaching down to spread her pussy lips in invitation. Mark positioned himself between her legs, rubbing his cockhead back and forth over her slick folds before pushing into her welcoming heat.

“Fuck,” he groaned, sinking into her tightness. “I’m gonna breed this perfect cunt, fill this bitch up til she’s dripping with cum.”

“Mmm, give me your babies,” Bridgette cooed, reaching for him, clenching her hips and urging him to fuck her harder and deeper. Her barbarian friend didn’t seem keen on being left out and pressed close to push his cock past her slack lips. Bridgette was happy to oblige, sucking him down eagerly, relishing the sensation of being stuffed at both ends.

They set a brutal pace, fucking her so hard she could barely catch her breath. Her body jostled with each thrust, ass bouncing, tits heaving. It was utterly carnal, all about physical pleasure, and it was glorious.

“Gonna cum,” Mark warned, face strained with the effort of holding back. Bridgette squeezed her pussy rhythmically and felt him surrender, felt him erupt deep inside her with a harsh cry, coating her womb with his vast load. The sensation triggered her own explosive climax and she arched, whining high in her throat as her pussy clenched and spasmed, milking the cock buried in it for all it was worth.

Her cries of pleasure were muffled around the cock sawing between her lips as barbarian mans’s cock pulsed, dumping his own load down her throat. She swallowed it all, greedily gulping down every drop even as it dribbled out the corners of her mouth.

They collapsed together in a sweaty heap of satisfied flesh. Bridgette drifted, eyes closed, cocks still buried inside her as the men stroked her body, purring at the aftershocks of pleasure. She felt sticky with their combined fluids but basked in the filthy feeling. Being debased and used was exactly what she needed.

“Let’s get cleaned up,” Mark said, a short while later, regretfully pulling out of her cum filled hole. He hauled Bridgette up and steered her to the bathroom to get her cleaned up.

She stood quietly as he washed her, savouring the gentle touch, the way he kissed her brow and stroked her hair. She knew this moment of aftercare wouldn’t last, and she was fine with that. But it was nice to feel cherished after being fucked senseless.

Once she was cleaned up and dressed, she gave each man one last squeeze of their spent cocks before heading for the door with a last throw over her shoulder. “Thanks for using me so well, boys. Don’t be strangers.”

She stepped out into the bright sunlight, the daylight world not nearly filthy enough for the blonde bimbo MILF. But maybe that could change with the right motivation. These men made her feel vibrant, uninhibited, and why settle for anything less than being exactly what she wanted to be; the dumb bimbo slut other men only dreamed of. Thankfully, she always knew where to look for them.