Extranjero muy dotado nos folla despues de una noche de fiesta en Medellin – Ambar Prada, Max Cartel

The sultry night air of Medellín hung heavy with humidity and the distant thump-thump-thump of bass from nearby discotecas. Ambar Prada and her two besties, рубracted Mac’n Cheese” and “Hard Tacos,” stumbled out of one such club, giggling and giddy from a night of tarpas (cocktails) and hitting on cute guys. Or cute girls, in Ambar’s case.

” OMIGOD looks who it is!” Hard Tacos squawked, pointing like a spastic T-Rex. Ambar followed her finger to see Max Cartel, local bad boy and total muergano (player), lounging against a wall like a piece of artfully arranged gym equipment. He flashed his million-dollar grin and crooked finger at them.

Ambar smoldered. She knew Max was trouble, but the dangerous Rosa was always faster on the trigger finger. “Well bienvenidos, misoka friends,” he purred, his deep voice dripping sex. “Ready to continue the parranda (party)?”

As if in response, Ambar let out a ripping bofé that would’ve made a sailor blush. Max threw back his head and laughed. “No worries, you just need to burn off that alcohol, eh?” He winked raffishly.

The trio tumbled back into the street, their arms linked, giggling. Max called shotgun and squeezed into the front seat of his low-rider, glowering like an overgrown brujo (gangster) playmates porno amazon flash video cache. The girls crawled into the backseat, wedging their tight dressed and sweatier bodies together.

Ambar’s heart raced as Max gunned the engine and peeled out. She watched the glittering lights of Poblado Plata flash by, feeling flushed and heady. “Where are we going?” Mac’n Cheese asked nervously.

“I know this poco privado,” Max said with a suggestive grin, glancing in the rearview mirror. Ambar shivered. The promise in that look was pure alabán.

They pulled up to a scenic overlook with a stunning view of light-spangled Medellín spread out below. But the main attraction was the three of them.

Max turned in his seat to face the girls, his dark eyes glittering with mischief. “Sooo, we all partied our tarjetas tonight. Why don’t we make it a night to remember?” Mac’n Cheese bit her lip, looking uncertain. But Hard Tacos squealed with delight, launching herself at Ambar and peppering her neck with kisses.

“She’s a little tigra…oof!” Ambar gasped as Hard Tacos’ big tongue lapped at her cleavage. Max watched, chuckling, his gaze smoldering hot enough to set off fireworks. Ambar tangled her fingers in his hair as he devoured her in a deep, hungry kiss.

Breaking away, Max grabbed Hard Tacos’ wrist and pulled her into his lap. “Aaah,” she purred, draping herself over him like the tuna melt she was. Mac’n Cheese watched, looking overwhelmed, as Max slid a hand up Hard Tacos’ skirt to stroke her through her panties. Hard Tacos’ head lolled back, moaning.

Unable to resist, Ambar ducked her head and tugged Max’s jeans open with her teeth, releasing his enormous “Houdini” snake that was both sleeping and throbbing against his stomach. “Chingadera,” Max gasped. Hard Tacos moaned encouragingly.

Spurred on, Ambar took him into her mouth, loving the feel of him hot and hard on her tongue. Max groaned and groped the girls like they were on the menu. “¡Dios mío!” Hard Tacos gasped. Ambar bobbed her head faster, taking Max deep.

“Fucky fucky fucky!” Hard Tacos chanted, humping Max’s hand shamelessly as Ambar slurped and sucked. He yanked off her top and tore off her bra, his hands roughly mauling her big tetas. “¡Ay papi!” she whimpered.

Ambar popped off his dick with a wet smack. “Excuse me!” she fumed, wiping her mouth. Hard Tacos giggled and grabbed Ambar’s jaw, mashing her mouth against her boobs. Ambar moaned as silver juices mingled and flowed. Hard Tacos probed her soggy crack, rubbing Ambar’s sensitive pearl. “Mmmm,” Ambar hummed.

Snarling a curse, Max shoved Ambar onto her back and sank his demon dick deep into her sopping snatch. “AAAAAH!” Ambar wailed. He pounded her like a pile driver, grunting with every thrust. “¡Dale así!” Hard Tacos cheered, pinching Ambar’s nipples roughly. “That’s it!”

From the corner of her eye, Ambar saw Mac’n Cheese frantically finger fucking herself, watching the debauchery with a glazed expression. The sight of Mac’n Cheese’ own Houdini spilling out of her dress, jiggling and wobbling as she humped her hand, pushed Ambar over the edge. She screamed Max’ name to the stars and coated his pistón in her hot honey.

With a roar, Max spilled his thick semen deep in Ambar’s spasming crotch, filling her to the brim. Hard Tacos cackled, wiping some of the crema on Ambar’s lips. “Delicioso!” she gasped. Mac’n Cheese burst like a dam, spraying her hand with girl cum.

The four collapsed in a sweaty tangle of limbs, pants and panties discarded. “Joder que parranda,” Max chuckled breathlessly, his dick glistening pink in the moonlight. The girls giggled and heaved themselves up, straightening their clothes.

As the car sped away, Ambar watched the city lights twinkle merrily, a satisfied smile on her face. No one could top that night, ever. She sure as hell would never forget it.