Effortlessly Sensual Brunette Asain Awaits Poolboy To Clean Out Her Pool And Eat Her Out
“Complacent in the afterglow of a sultry morning, exotically tinted Lian soddently made her desire apparent. She exposed herself bare-skinned outside her backyard pool, poised to compel her swim-team stud, a youthful Latino pool boy christened Miguel, into tending to the dirty waters of her fetid pool.
First, she made her entreaty. From a reclining position, Lian occurred to address him. “Desperately I need my pool cleaned and the sucker or pest that resulted in the dirtiness of my pool tended to”. She said, lying across a fluffy orange towel stretched on the pool’s edge. The rays of the summer sun bathed the smooth coppery skin of her back while the budding green foliage whispered over her through the computerized, whispering winds. Lian followed up with the lighting up of a cigarette.
As he arrived, Miguel noticed Lian. His flesh tingled at witnessing the lithe curves of her lithe form. What a striking view. Lian’s body featured an exotic slenderness, her skin successes pursued the toned and sculpted figure of Lady Justice. Her taut lower back looked scanvenged, her small ass sculpted. Its creвиted cheeks seemed priapic.
Lian urged Miguel to tend to her pool. “Clean out the dirt and muck,” she said, passing over utensils imbued with which to clad himself. He wore them and began fulfilling her command. After some time, however, Miguel finished the job. He returned to present the fruits of his labor to Lian.
Lian proceeded to expell a stream of cigarette smoke upward. “Excellent service,” she remarked. “Forthwith you will make my most keenly felt request. I await your oral ministrations.”
Confused, Miguel queried, “Which are those?”
“I summon you to service my cunt with your tongue.” she declared. “You know you must gratify me. It’s in your contract. It says that here, at this setting, under the quitter, quieter pool waters, you must tásúme your attentions at fulfilling your duty to provide oral pleasure to me. Thirty minutes per service labor. That’s mandatory. Of particular note, you must repeat the cycle for at least three months to meet the standard. But if your work is insufficient, we will endeavor to bolster your application of your tongue and its deft dexterity.”
Comprehending her intention, Miguel consented. Lian spread her legs, exposing her cunt. It was shaven and smooth. Her vulva seemed roseate and moist.
Miguel crept up. He parted her labia further, laid his tongue flat against her perineum, then twirled it in slow, deliberate circles. His strokes were wet and soft; teasing the ramped up crest of her clitoris, he nibbled the base with his lips. Her lucious mound quivered and shook, the alluring sight of her quim moistening his dick.
Soon enraptured, Lian collided with the precipice of orgasmic euphoria. Miguel continued his work with zest. All around, the tides of her orgasm lapped over him. Her body spasmed; her eyes rolled back. What a joyous and exquisite conclusion. Lian moaned loudly; her ebony hair whipped upward around her face.
After some time recuperating, Lian recited a manifested intent to cure Miguel’s newfound shame. “Thank you for your efforts,” Lian concluded. “You have fulfilled your obligations. What a devoted pest that is you. You will be back to perform again this five-day.”
Surrounding this, she set about readying herself to enter into her private quarters. Lian rose to her feet, then gathered her attire and utensils to her. She glanced back and smiled before shrugging off his coat and donning an emerald version which indicated he had soon succeeded. This done, she felt the intrusion of his coat and a light sweat broke out on his brow. He lounged by her side, fantasizing what would come to pass there soon.”
