Hot girl chinese: fuck with boyfriend part 6
The sultry tones of Mandarin flowed like liquid honey from the girl’s pert, glossy lips, her breathy whispers interspersed with the lewd slurping and slapping of flesh. “Fuck me harder, baby,” Miya purred, her lithe body writhing against the camera, hips undulating like a serpent charmer’s dance. “I need that fat cock buried deep in my tight little pussy.”
The giggling blonde twirled a lock of hair around one perfectly manicured finger while studying her impeccably made-up face in a handheld mirror, painting her cheeks a deeper shade of pink. She blew herself a kiss, pouting plump lips glistening in the fluorescent light of what appeared to be a cramped hotel room in Shanghai.
Checking over her shoulder, Miya flashed a wicked grin wolfish enough to make jaws clench and groins tighten, before tossing the mirror aside and sauntering towards her shaggy-haired, inked-up boyfriend who lounged shirtless across the hotel bed, his jeans riding low on his hips, a cigarette dangling from his lips. Jazz played faintly in the background, the sensual uprhythm punctuating the chiaroscuro of the dimly lit room as Miya slowly peeled off the skimpy black thing causing a definite rise in the nearby denim.
Bending over, Miya’s round cheeks filled the camera’s view, straining against the come-fuck-me lace of her garter belt. She cast a coy backward glance over her shoulder, rubbing her pert derriere provocatively. “Ready for round two?” she breathed into the lens in a sultry lilting tone that was at once playful and sinfully seductive. The boyfriend grunted an affirmative, stubbing out his cigarette and pulling Miya down onto his lap with a growl. His large hands gripped her tiny waist roughly, yanking her down to grind his hardening cock against her leaking slit.
inversely proportioned against his larger frame, Miya straddled him, facing the camera while he remained below, buried in shadow. One hand toyed with her pert nipple, pinching and tugging until it sported deep magenta, the other reaching between her legs to tease at the wet pink folds of her pussy. She bucked as his fingers stroked between her glistening lips, her cheating tongue peeking out to wet her lips.
“Watching you getting off on sucking another man’s cock was the hottest thing…” she panted breathlessly searching for words. “I’ve never seen you so hard.”
She lifted her hips and guided his thick purple head to her entrance, rubbing it up and down her slippery slit. Her eyes fluttered shut as she sank down, impaling herself on his rigid length with a gasping moan. She rode him slowly at first, savouring the delicious stretch and drag of his cock splitting her open.
Miya clutched his shoulders for support as she started to bounce faster on his lap. Her ample breasts jiggled with every movement, the rosy peaks puckered and begging to be sucked. Reaching between her legs, he found her sensitive clit and rubbed firm circles, pushing her higher towards her peak. His pace matched her writhing hips thrust for thrust, driving deeper with every plunge.
Possessed by a wild lust, she whimpered and screwed her eyes shut, the lewd slap of flesh against flesh intermingling with her breathy cries and pleas for more. They moved together, finding a primal, instinctual rhythm, lost in the throes of their passion. Her body was tight, hot, slick paralyzing velvet, rippling around his rigid shaft.
With a guttural moan he grabbed her hips and began jackhammering her tight little cunt into oblivion, using her body for his own pleasure. She squealed as she was thrown into a screaming orgasm, her pussy convulsing and clamping down on his pistoning cock like a vice. His tempo grew frantic and desperate as he chased his own end, hips snapping violence as he chased his own release. In the ultimate act of possession, he pressed her face into the mattress and wondered up behind, grabbing her hips with bruising force. Two fingers moved to her swollen clit as his thrusts grew more deliberate, more powerful.
Miya screamed into the pillow as another intense orgasm crashed through her, her pussy clamping down on his finger, drenching it with her juices. He continued fucking her, using the wetness to push his thumb into her other hole. The dual stimulation had her seeing white, and she couldn’t keep quiet, squealing and begging for more, even as the stimulation started to become overwhelming.
Ring after ring of tight, rippling silk engulfed his cock, gripping him like a velvet glove, slick and scorching. His breathing grew labored and his thrusts erratic as he neared his peak. Buried to the hilt, he ground against her, pushing her face into the sweat-slick sheets as his cock throbbed and swelled inside her. His hips stilled as jets of hot seed painted her insides, filling her with his essence.
Disheveled and dripping, Miya collapsed beside him. The blonde beauty now looked strung out on cock with a fuck-fogged expression. Scowling, she glared at the camera for a moment before her stern expression melted into an evil grin. She reached between her legs, collecting the copious amount of fluid seeping down her thigh. Holding up a finger coated in come, she slowly and deliberately sucked it clean with a lewd moan, her eyes glazing over in satisfaction at the taste of their mixed juices.
With a satisfied sigh, she rolled over, shifting so her round bottom pressed against his thigh. The blonde handed back the camera with a giggle, lowering the phone to frame his twitching cock resting against his thigh, still glistening with her arousal and his release. “Mmm, we’re going to make more dirty videos together, aren’t we baby?” Miya cooed, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.
The camera froze on a close-up of his afew heavy breaths before slowly panning out to show the couple tangled together, a picture of post-coital bliss in the rumpled sheets. The video slowly lowered down to rest on Miya’s heaving chest and the steady pulse of her heart as she clung to him, spent and satisfied. The scene faded to black before blinking over to the ascent, the video coming to an end.
