CREAMPIE FELLATION Jeune salope française cuisine pour son copain elle finit en dessert
Title: A French Delight: A Young Brunette’s Culinary Creampie
As the sun slowly sets over the picturesque French countryside, a young French couple, Julie and Marc, are having a delightfully naughty evening in their quaint cottage. The evening starts innocently enough, with a romantic dinner prepared by Julie – a rustic ratatouille stew, crusty French bread, and a bottle of rich Bordeaux.
Over dinner, the playful banter between the lovebirds ratscheted up. With a mischievous glint in her eye, Julie suggests, “For dessert, perhaps we should have something a little more… intimate?” As she slides her foot along Marc’s leg under the table, his eyes widen with anticipation.
Marc smirks, “Oh really? And what did you have in mind, ma chère?” Julie gets up from the table and saunters over to him, swaying her hips seductively. She straddles him, her short skirt riding up as she grinds herself against the growing bulge in his pants.
“Not here,” she purrs in his ear. “Let’s take this to the bedroom, where I can properly feed you dessert.” Marc eagerly scoops her up and carries her off to their boudoir, a roguish grin on his face.
In the bedroom, Julie pushes Marc onto the bed and slowly unbuttons her black lace top to reveal her pert, full breasts. Marc groans appreciatively. “Mon dieu, your tits are exquisite, mon amour.” Julie smirks and shimmies out of her skirt, leaving only a tiny red thong.
Climbing on top, she unbuttons his shirt and kisses her way down his chest, flicking her tongue against his nipples. Reaching his belt, she makes perhaps-too-slow work of removing it along with his pants and boxer briefs. His thick, erect cock springs free.
Julie wraps her perfect pink lips around the head, sucking greedily. “Mmm, I could feast on your cock all day,” she moans. Marc grabs her hair, pushing her down to swallow more of him. The sounds of their heavy breathing and slurping fill the room.
After teasing him for a few blissful minutes, Julie pulls back, leaving a thin spit-slick trail on his shaft. She straddles him, rubbing her soaked panties along his length without taking him inside. “You want to fuck me, baby? Want to fill me up and make me your little French cream pie?”
“Fuck oui,” Marc growls. “Ride me, chérie. Make me give you that sweet dessert you crave.” With a contented coo, Julie whips off her soaked panties and sinks down onto him, her tight wet heat enveloping every inch of him.
She rides him slow and deep, grinding her clit against him. Her perky tits bounce hypnotically as she rocks back and forth. “Your cock is stretching me out so good, mon amour. I love it when you fill me up.”
“Fuck, Julie,” he moans. “I’m going to stuff you so full of my hot cum, it’ll be leaking out for days.” He thrusts up to meet her movements, the obscene wet sound of skin slapping against skin ringing out.
Picking up the pace, Julie tosses her head back in rapture, bracing her hands on his chest. “Yes, yes! Fuck me harder! I’m going to come on your cock!” Marc grabs her hips and pounds up into her ferociously.
Julie screams her climax, muscles rippling along his dick. Heorke he feels her spasm and quiver, he explodes too, grunting as he blasts thick ropes of hot cum deep inside her eager hole.
“Oh fuck, mon dieu, yes!” she cries, feeling his seed pumping into her, mixture overflowing around his still-spurting cock. When they finally still, Julie collapses onto his chest.
“Mmm, I think you’ve made quite the mess,” she says, a satisfied smile on her glistening lips. “Maybe we should go for a nice, long shower to clean up…” She smirks and grinds her pelvis against him. “And see if you’re ready for seconds.”
Marc laughs and swats her playfully on the ass. “Oh, we are FAR from done tonight, ma petite requiring vixen.” With a prowling grin, he hauls her off the bed and towards a long, steamy shower – for a encore that she won’t soon forget.
And that, my friends, is how to properly end a date in France. /hotdogs behaviors husband Romeo dixPlateau restaurant Holiday party! La cuisine Cannot believe this happened|
