Dirty Talk Oil Edging Handjob from Teen Anime Egirl Bambi Bluu

The sultry, anime-eyed vixen known as Bambi Bluu saunters into view, her pert breasts barely contained by a skimpy, lacy bra. She winks seductively at the camera, running a slender finger along the curves of her crimson lips. “Hey there, big boy,” she purrs, her voice a sultry, electronic temptation. “Ready for a little… friendly persuasion?” The egirl giggles mischievously, trailing a teasing hand down her flat stomach, towards the hem of her tiny cut-offs.

Slowly, tantalizingly, she unbuttons her denim shorts, shimmying them over her round, bubble butt. She reveals a skimpy thong, the lacy triangle barely covering her mound. “Poor baby, so tense,” Bambi coos, kneeling down beside an unseen man. “Let me help you relax…”

Her hands glide over his shoulders, thumbs digging into his muscles through his t-shirt. The egirl works her magic, gradually shimmying the fabric up his chest, revealing a rock-hard, veiny cock jutting up in salute. She wraps a hand around his shaft, stroking slowly, tracing a thumb over the sensitive crown. “Mmm, like music, isn’t it? That feeling of my small, soft hand on your big, hard cock?”

Bambi switches her grip, palming his heavy balls, teasing his taint with a feather-light touch. “All this pent-up cum in there, ready to explode,” she breathes, making eye contact with the camera. “But not yet. Not until I say so.”

She reaches for a bottle of baby oil, squirting a generous dollop into her palm. Bambi lathers the treated surface of her hands, displaying a pornstar’s ample wrist action as she coats every inch. “Mmm, feel your big, throbbing cock sliding between these slick, oiled-up hands,” she purrs, finally making contact. “Doesn’t it feel good, nice and warm and slippery, ready to fuck?”

Bambi starts to pump, much firmer now. She twists her wrists at the top of each stroke, squeezing the head, reluctant to let go. Her oiled-up fingers squelch obscenely as she strokes up and down his shaft. “Mmm, nice and hard, just how I like it,” she moans. “Throbbing in my grip, desperate to explode. But you’re not going to, are you?”

The egirl grins impishly, squeezing tighter, jackhammering her fist up and down. “Temper those balls, keep that load inside,” she instructs sternly. “You don’t want to disappoint me by spilling too soon, do you? Wait until I give you permission…”

She leans in close, pink petal lips brushing the shell of his ear. “Know what would feel so good?” Bambi breathes, hot and wet. “Watching this big, fat cock slide in and out of my tight little cunt. Pumping right up against my cervix, filling me up with your thick, creamy cum.” She bites her lip, eyes slipping shut. “Mmm, fucking heaven. I would be so good for you, pet. Milk you dry…”

Bambi keeps her grip firm, squeezing rhythmically, but dials back her pace to a teasing crawl. “That’s it, babe, nice and hard for me,” she purrs, alternating hands with a slow, slippery glide. “I know you want to come so bad, fill these palms with your hot, sticky seed. But you’re going to wait, just a little longer…”

The tonal climb whinnies higher as she squeezes his head, milking out a bead of pre-cum. “Mmm, delicious,” Bambi coos, swiping it with one finger and licking it clean. “Makes me wet just thinking about having that big, fat cock stretching my little pink pussy. Throbbing up against my walls, spurting rope after rope of that thick boy-cream right inside…”

Her strokes intensify, a relentless, fast-squeezing, oil-slicked glide. The wet sounds of her palm smacking his shaft fill the air. “Almost there, big boy,” Bambi breathes. “Gonna make me come just watching you.”

The egirl looks directly into the camera, her cheeks flushed, her tongue lolling out. “My big, strong man,” she gasps, jackhammering furiously now. “Going to… Gonna… Fuuuuck!”

To the strains of an electronic orgasm, she bucks into her hand one last time and explodes. Bambi milks him through each spurt, smearing the frothy release over his twitching cock. She leans in for a deep, messy kiss, smearing, rubbing his cum into both of their faces.

“Mmm, there’s a good boy,” Bambi sighs, tucking him back into his shorts and zipping up. “We did so well together, didn’t we? Bet you can hardly wait for our next session…”

The camera fades to black as the egirl blows one final kiss, her mile-long legs tucked demurely to one side.