Curvy Ebony babe fucks her BF on her mom’s couch
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“Curvy Ebony Babe Fucks Her BF On Her Mom’s Couch”
Sunlight streamed through the living room window as the luscious ebony teen, portrayed by Busty Chloe, casually sauntered into her mom’s apartment, every hip thrust a testament to her oozing confidence. Her BF, a handsome bloke by the name of Jack, trailed just behind, his eyes glued to the tantalizing sway of her voluptuous rear, barely contained by her tiny, frayed denim shorts.
“Bloody hell, Chlo. Keep wiggling that arse like that and I won’t be able to control myself,” Jack groaned, already sporting a prominent bulge in his snug jeans.
Chloe glanced back over her shoulder, a naughty glint in her smoldering dark eyes. “Oh, seriously? Right here in your mum’s flat? You’d want to get freaky? Aren’t you worried she’ll catch us?” She wasn’t. The little minx had other plans.
Without waiting for a response, Chloe plopped down on the durable leather sofa, the springs giving an imperceptible squeak under her weight. She reclined, one well-worn Conversed foot on the floor, the other leg bent at the knee, causing her monstrous thighs to spread like the Red Sea…revealing a tantalizing peek of her crimson panties.
“Well, if you’re going to be a dirty sod and pull something like that, I suppose I could tell you what I’d do…” Jack licked his lips, advancing closer.
“I’d start by spreading your legs nice and wide, like this,” Jack demonstrated with a firm grip on each thigh, parting them until he had a perfect view of her glistening folds, a small damp spot on her underwear already betraying her arousal. “Then, I’d yank down these sorry excuses for knickers…” Quick as a flash, Chloe’s panties were Pooling at her ankles. Jack groaned at the sight.
“Bloody hell, Chlo. You’re absolutely dripping! No doubt about it. You’ve got yourself lusting for a good, hard shag, yeah?” Jack punctuated his question by trailing his finger through her sopping-wet slit, drawing a full-body shudder from the ebony goddess.
“Well, if you insist” Chloe breathed, already lost in a haze of impending, raw fucking. She reached for his belt, making swift work of it before popping the button on his jeans. His rock-hard member sprang free, thick and veiny and oozing.
“Mmm, no fuckin’ wonder you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself, gorgeous. Look at that fucking hog you’re packing.” Chloe wrapped her fist around his shaft, stroking it lazily as she leaned in, teasingly, and licked the weeping tip like an ice cream cone…tasting her own nectar. “Mmmm fuck, you taste good. I want that in my mouth.”
Jack could resist no longer. He grabbed a fistful of her dark, curly hair and pulled her down on his cock, gagging her mouth with its girth as he began to piston in and out. The only sounds were her gurgles and the lewd slurping of her lips as they stretched obscenely around him. Chloe just moaned, more turned on than she’d ever been by being used like his personal fuck toy.
Chloe pulled off his cock with a wet pop, gasping for air and letting excess saliva dribble down her chin. Before he could protest her slacking off, she flipped onto her hands and knees, presenting herself like a dog in heat. Jack grabbed her hips and slammed into her tight little cunt from behind. The only sounds were their grunts and the wet smack of flesh on flesh.
“Bloody hell, Chloe! I forgot how fuckin’ tight you are. Yeah, take it, you little cock sleeve! Fuck, I’m gonna – I’m gonna-”
“Yes! Fill me up! I wanna feel your hot cum shoot deep inside me,” Chloe moaned, clenching down on him. Jack roared, hips jerking erratically as he buried himself to the hilt, his cock throbbing as it pumped her full of his seed.
They collapsed together on the couch, sticky in their combined sex fluids. He gazed at her in utter adoration, and she snuggled back against him, safe and sated. Though she had tempted him into it, Jack had given her what she needed – reassurance that he would always desire her. With a wink, she knew this wouldn’t be their last motherfucker on the living room sofa.
The end
