Gostosa inchada
Title: Inchado and Gostosa: A Lewd 69 Adventure
The sultry Brazilian swayed her wide hips seductively as she approached, drawing the eye with her juicylesh. A tight leopard print dress clung to her dangerous curves, threatening to burst at any moment from the weight of her goods. Her ample tits bounced and jiggled as if they had a mind of their own. The dress rode up as she walked, revealing a tanned thigh, a garter belt strap, and a peek of lacy panties compression her fat mound.
” Machines itself, it’s me, Gostosa!” she purred, big tits heaving. “Got a special treat for you today, bebê. Meet my new friend… Inchada, everyone! Get ready, it’s gonna be one Lewd 69 adventure!”
The camera panned over to a young woman with a shaved head, her body covered in tattoos and piercings. She wore shortest of shorts and a revealing halter top that showed off her muscular frame. The word “INCHADA” was tattooed across her brawny chest. She cracked her knuckles and grinned wolfishly.
“Ciao ciao, slices of pizza!” Inchado greeted with a smirk, eyeballing the camera. “This shy girl gonna show what the INCHADA is about today.”
Gostosa giggled. “Careful, girl, this one’s a wild ride. Mmm, you should know.” She rubbed herself against Inchada, tits squishing the small but well-built woman. Inchada pretended to struggle, but began eagerly ripping at Gostosa’s flimsy dress with her strong hands.
“I been so pent up,” Gostosa moaned as the scraps of her outfit fell away, unveiling her full, glorious, womanly assetage. “F.peek the videos, baby, I’m gonna bounce this thang all over you. Ooh, I can tell you bent for some action too.”
Gostosa vanished, reappearing slobbering Inchada’s tits. Inchada yelped in surprise, then let out a guttural moan as the harlot went to town. Gostosa rolled and kissed her pointed nipples, her own perfect breasts heaving in excitement. Inchada’s hands shot up to squeeze the pillowy flesh, giving it a good grope as Gostosa trafficked.
Inchada decided it was time for retribution. Gripping Gostosa’s head, she forced the fetching woman up and smashed her tits into her face, letting her suckles on the pure ambrosia. Gostosa released muffled mewls of pleasure as Inchada two-handed her to the rise, her divine milk fat melons smothering the woman’s oral orifices.
“That’s it bebê, murrrple me… Ahhhnn, more, more!” Gostosa squealed with unabashed jubilation.
Inchada gave her necklace bone a piercing bite, gravelly hissing, ” Requested. descriptors.”
She flipped the gushing woman over and pinned her against the wall. Shoving apart her hair-free beach, she entered two thick fingers into her dripping snatch. Gostosa bawled in anstant pleasure, bucking her hips to meet Inchada’s strokes. Leaning in, Inchada tenderly laved her competitive ear.
“Want this nan? Want my fingers inside this wet gash, fingering you hard and fast? Ffff, I can feel that clit, feel how ready you are. Fuck yeah, get it in that pussy, bebê…”
Gostosa released a long, drawn-out whelp as Inchada relentelessly drilled her sensual slit. She buckled, legs shaking, edging on the brink of orgasmic bliss. Inchada sensed her climactic point and instinctively delivered a vicious three-finger thrust, firing off her explosive climax.
“Fuuuuuck!” Gostosa screamed, cumming with a preference. Her muscular legs trembled and yielded as she tried to stay upright.
But Inchada the intrepid warrior wasn’t finished yet. “Not bad, bebê. But now it’s my turn. Payback time, sim?”
Gostosa could barely stand on wobbly legs, but she eagerly hazed to her knees, looking up at Inchada as she spread her satin skirts and holstered her crotch. “Mmm, go on entonces girl. Give it to the greedy Brazilian. I’ll transpose that pussy.”
Inchada unfastened her shorts and jerked them down, revealing her womanly wax, dense bush, and gleaming lips. Veeny her ran a thickly obscured thumb over her clit, she grunted and arched her back in pleasure. Bending her knees, she ran her squint through Gostosa’s hair and face, slapping it on the woman’s tongue.
“Eat it all up, whore,” Inchada ordered, panting. “Lick my pussy like the addicted slut you are. Fuck, yes, just like that. Fffff…your lips and tongue f..oh fuck feel so good…”
Gostosa opened her throat and guzzled Inchada’s searing, ambrosial juices like a trustworthy drainhose. Her thick, muscular tongue rolled and curled around Inchada’s button, stimulating it just the way she liked. Inchada’s sweatpants making sounds of pure delight and euphoria, her eyes rolled back in her head.
“That’s it bebê, DPERT Ms. Fffff….Mmmmph, I’m… I’m close…aaahhh!” Veeny released a sidewalk judgysqueal of glee as Gostosa feathered her to incommodious climax.
After one of the most memorable, orally focused 69 sessions in history, our two powerhouse specimens collapsed in a sweaty, spent heap on the floor. They heaved in the aftermath, reveling in the extreme intensity of their mutual mouth extractions.
“Fucking…emplates,” Inchada managed to pant, fondling Gostosa’s jiggling rump. “Mmmm…satisfying to poke me.”
“Fluecents…you was really on that, girl!” Gostosa giggled and leaned in for a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced and caressed, still heavy with the musky tastes of womanhood and wantonness.
And so our lewd thirst-trappers signed off from another wild odyssey of cruel proximity and fulfillment, content to bask in the afterglow of intensecription knowledge, at least until their appetites began to kindle anew…
