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The sun hung low in the Welsh sky, washing the lush green hills in its warm golden light. High above the rolling valleys, nestled in the foothills of the Brecon Beacons, stood a quaint little cottage with a grinning well-hung Welshman and his eager slut queen girlfriend inside, indulging in a spot of afternoon dalliance.

The man,PositiveViewUK, was tall and burly, his chiseled chest and tattooed arms evidence of a life lived hard. His member, however, was the real showstopper – a thick, vascular, 8-inch beast that was uncut but commanding respect. His partner, however, was a different story – a busty Brit with a figure to die for and an appetite for cock that left people dared dreaming.

They lounged on the leather sofa, her ample bosom pressing against his muscular back as they whispered and giggled like schoolchildren. She was bent over his knees, her round, plump ass pointing skyward and wiggling in anticipation. She looked back at him with those baby blues and asked, “Are you ready to give this naughty bottom the spanking it deserves, Daddy?”

He grinned, and his palm descended like a thunderbolt, smacking those pillowy cheeks. Her yelp of surprise quickly turned into a moan of pleasure as he proceeded to rainbow smack that delectable behind, alternating sides so red handprints bloomed across her creamy skin.

“More,” she whimpered, thrusting her hips upward. He obliged, delivering a swift, ringing smack that made her clench her teeth. “Fuck, yes!”

After several minutes of this, her ass was a fetching shade of pink, and her pussy was soaking through her lacy pink panties. But he wasn’t done. Shifting her into place, he ripped the flimsy fabric away, revealing her glistening slit and puckered rosette. His thumb brushed over her fuckhole, gathering her juices, then pressed against the tight ring of muscle.

“Mmm, Daddy feels like joining the mile-high club today,” he purred, pushing his lubed digit inside. Her passage clenched greedily around him, and she pushed back instinctively, taking him deeper. “Fuck, you’re so tight, baby. Daddy’s going to open this naughty little hole up nice and wide.”

She moaned shamelessly as he worked her greedy asshole, his other hand dipping inside to tease her dripping folds and swollen clit. After she was thoroughly warmed up, he released his magnificent manhood and lined it up with her pink, winking entrance.

Pressing forward insistently, the fat purple head popped inside, stretching the tight ring of muscle. More pressure, a sharp gasp, a long, low moan, and he was swallowed whole, impaling her completely on his thick meat, their combined moans music to his ears.

He patiently worked her greedy hole, letting her adjust to his girth before picking up the pace. Grunts and slaps filled the cozy cottage as he railed her like a man possessed, making her take every dirty inch over and over.

Her ass bounced beautifully as he drilled her, and her pussy clenched and fluttered as if begging to be filled too. But not yet – Daddy had other plans for that needy cunt. Like lining up a second cock to join the first in her tight hole, he thought wickedly.

His partner was sadly only human, though, so her husband would have to make do with one toy today. Grabbing a thick, double-sided dildo from the toybox, he wedged it alongside his pistoning member. Her eyes rolled back in blissed-out delirium at the overwhelming fullness.

With her stuffed in both holes, he hammered into her with wild abandon, chasing his release inside her pliant body. She was only too happy to give him what he wanted, impaling herself on their joined cocks like her life depended on it.

Together, they careened towards oblivion, pleasure mounting until it crested over them like a tidal wave. His cock erupted like a volcano inside her, flooding her womb with his thick seed. She joined his orgasm issue, squirting her release in powerful bursts that soaked their thighs.

Shaking and gasping, they collapsed in an exhausted, sweaty tangle of limbs, his wilting cock still buried deep inside her. She clutched him to her, basking in the afterglow, a satisfied smile playing on her kiss-swollen lips.

“Fuck, that was amazing,” she breathed. “We need to do this more often.”

“I couldn’t agree more, my love,” he murmured, nuzzling into her hair. “I could stay inside you forever.”

She laughed softly, patting his hand, and squirmed happily on their shared climax. The forest birds sang outside, utterly oblivious to the debauchery that had taken place within its borders. But that’s the magic of the Welsh countryside – an equal skier of nature and naughtiness.