Die tante fickt alle schwanze half 6
“Die Tante Fickt Alle Schwance – Part 6” begins with a close-up of the protagonist, Tante Ilse, a voluptuous middle-aged German lady with a fiery purple bob, piercing inexperienced eyes, and a powerful set of tits barely contained by a low-cut shirt. She lounges on a wicker sofa in her yard, sipping a Sex on the Beach cocktail and carrying a understanding smirk.
The digicam pans out to disclose the setting solar on her bountiful bosom, and the hum of bugs in the summertime warmth. “Ah, ich liebe britische Sommerabende,” she purrs into her straw, earlier than catching sight of a neighbor’s younger, square-jawed nephew, Jan. “Oh, du verflixte kleine Vöglein!” she coos, seeing him sneaking over the fence at her beckoning.
“Was machst du hier, du junger, throbbing Spritzer?” she asks huskily as he strides towards her. Jan blushes and stammers, “Ich Intern nicht wissen, Tante Ilse. Du hast gerufen?”
She chuckles throatily. “Ah, von wegen! Du hast wollte mich von deinem hohen Platz aus sehen!” Without warning, she reaches out and grabs his crotch, giving his hardening member a agency squeeze. “Krass!” he gasps, stumbling again. But Ilse is cruel. She grabs his belt and yanks him down onto the low sofa.
“Young Teddy Bear, I AM THE ENFORCER… of your rock-hard schlong!” She unzips his fly with one practiced movement, fishing out his engorged cock and pumping it firmly. “Oh Scheiße! Ja, tschee Schenkel ins Mamis Mund!” Jan whimpers, head thrown again in ecstasy as Tante Ilse engulfs his throbbing cock in her sizzling mouth.
Her proficient tongue swirls across the delicate head, lapping at his pre-cum like a thirsty kitten. She takes him deep, gripping his thighs as she bobs up and down his slick shaft, slurping wetly. His cumbersome younger physique trembles, prostate alight. “Oh Gott… Ich kann nicht lange halten, Tante!” he cries in useless, throwing his head again as he erupts powerfully down her grasping throat.
Ilse gulps and swallows each drop greedily, not letting a pearl escape. “Mmm!” she hums, releasing him with a wanton pop. Streaks of her vivid scarlet lipstick beautify his softening cock, making him shudder with the dirtily scrumptious sight.
“Now then, krimate Brummbärchen, let’s get you up off your rump and bent over, so you can ravage la Tante’s wet anticipation!” Ilse instructions, shimmying out of her floral sundress to disclose the promised land – a pair of mile-long legs, an ample derriere, and a shiny bald honeypot glistening with arousal.
Jan Who wants no additional encouragement, shortly manipulating his manhood to its unique erect and highly effective proportions earlier than plunging into Tante Ilse’s soaked and needy cavern with masculine aggression.
“Uhn fuck, your cock is so big!” She groans, her cutout for journey tightening round his muscular dankness, her physique wracked with ecstasy. “You’re really stuffing me full!” He strikes quicker, slamming his hips towards her ass in thunderous strokes, breasts bouncing wildly beneath her.
“Oooh, whoof deep!” she gasps, eyes rolling again in rapture as Jan grips hershoulder or hip and kilos into her with quick, fast strokes. “Uhn, you’re jiggling your cock wonderfully! Aaah!”
“Oh ja! Wring my cock!” he yells, as he fiercely pistons his membered wonderment into her clutching determine. Her implausible breasts and titted treasures are a grotesque but wondrous spectacle, rocketing backwards and forwards like pendulums gone mad till the small blows come to a shuddering finish!
