Fick Meinen Arsch – Reit Arschfick Creampie Mit Ladykacykish
The scorching summer heat had been unrelenting, but for Madame Ladykacykish and her eager stallion, it only added to the intensity of their illicit encounter. The Howard Johnson hotel’s outdoor pool provided the perfect clandestine setting for their depraved liaison.
Casually, Ladykacykish strolled out onto the deck, her flimsy white sundress fluttering in the breeze. With a coy glance around to ensure privacy, she slipped out of her dress, revealing an ensemble even more daring than her tryst. A sheer black lace bra barely contained her ample bosom, and a matching thong left little to the imagination, accentuating her perky derriere.
Her stallion, a strapping young lad, emerged from the shadows, eyes feasting upon the tempting treat before him. “Reit meinen Arsch,” he growled, a command more than a request. The alluring blonde complied, turning and bending at the waist, presenting her ass to him like a ripe fruit waiting to be plucked.
He couldn’t resist. His hands groped and fondled her firm cheeks, kneading the flesh like dough. “Fick meinen Arsch,” she mewled, urging him to claim his prize. With a swift yank, he ripped away her thong, baring her glistening pink pussy and puckered asshole. Spreading her cheeks wide, he buried his face between them, lapping at her quivering holes like a starving man at a feast.
“Mmm, ja, leck meinen Arsch,” she sighed, pushing back against his probing tongue. He devoured her hungrily, the sticky heat of her arousal coating his chin. Her moans grew louder, echoing off the chlorine-scented air.
Satisfied that his treat was sufficiently primed, he rose to his full height, his pulsing cock springing up like a “come hither” salute. Grasping her hips tightly, he notched the swollen head at her entrance, teasing her with the promise of what was to come. “Bitte, fick mich härter,” she begged, desperate to be filled.
With a guttural groan, he plunged deep, sheathing himself to the hilt in one powerful thrust. They both cursed and cried out, his balls slapping against her clit as he hilted. Commencing a relentless rhythm, he rutted into her, the wet slaps of their flesh filling the air. Her fingers clawed at the armrest, white knuckles betraying her ecstasy. “Fick meinen Arsch, fick meine Fotze,” she chanted, urging him to ravage every hole.
Their denigrating dialogue spilled over, a verbalized seduction to compliment their carnal coupling. The nymphette took every inch, her greedy snatch milking his cock like a vice. “Ich will deinen Saft in mir,” she mewled, sucking in her flat stomach as if trying to draw him deeper.
The surge of blame overwhelmed, her young buck teetering on the brink of orgasm. In a moment of careless abandon, he wrapped one hand around her throat, ensuring her eyes met his. ” hørt du das? Das ist, wenn ich deinen Arsch ficke,” he snarled, fingers digging into her flesh. She gasped in both shock and stimulation, her climax cresting, her cunt clenching rhythmically.
With a final savage thrust, liquid/hot/load shoots love deep inside. Cumshot thunders in hot spurts, jets of sticky rand fill up womb. Blonde girl’s young body shake to the brink as orgasm crashes hard, her walls milking cock for every drop.
Gasping for air, young couple collapse in jumbled heap of limbs and sweat. Madame Ladykacykish first to recover. Rising on unsteady legs, her inner thighs slick with jizz. Turning, she cups lover’s face, kissing him deeply. “Danke für diese wunderbare Erfahrung,” she purrs, licking the sweat from his lips. “Stets eineagain.” Gingerly, the nymphette retrieves her discarded clothing, slowly redressing. With a final wink and a blown kiss, she disappears inside, leaving their stallion to bask in the afterglow of their illicit liaison.
