Impossível só bater punheta pro Wellington Prado sempre fico com vontade de fazer um boquete babado no pau dele
Title: “Impossível só bater punheta, eu sempre fico com vontade de fazer um boquete babado no pau dele”
The video’s title, “Impossível só bater punheta pro Wellington Prado sempre fico com vontade de fazer um boquete babado no pau dele,” translated from Portuguese, means “It’s impossible to just jerk off to Wellington Prado, I always get the urge to give wet sloppy head on his cock.” The tags associated with the video are: Brazilian, Blondie, Cum, Videos, Hairy, Girls, Teen, Riding, Big Dick, Sex, Dildo Anal.
The story unfolds as follows:
M Organa, an incredibly sexy curvy Brazilian bombshell, is lying on her bed, lost in thought. She’s been fantasizing about Wellington Prado, the hot Brazilian porn star, for what feels like an eternity. Every time she watches his videos, she can’t help but get incredibly turned on. The way he dominantly fucks those tight teen pussies, his massive veiny cock stretching them out, pumping in and out – it drives her wild.
But the thought of putting her pretty pink lips around his throbbing member, feeling the pulsating vein throb against her tongue as she slurps up his thick impressive length – that thought alone is enough to make her soaked. She can almost taste his musky essence, feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat as she relaxes and takes him deeper. M Organa shudders, herläufer thumping against her lacy panties, begging for release.
She knows it’s wrong, knowing she shouldn’t jerk off to thoughts of another woman’s man, but the temptation is too strong. Her hand slips down, rubbing her clit through the damp fabric. In her head, Wellington is there, praising her efforts as she enthusiastically sucks him off, drool dripping down her chin and onto her heavy tits. His hand is in her hair, guiding her head, fucking her face.
M Organa’s fingers slip inside, plunging deep into her sopping wet pussy. Her hips start to move, gyrating against her hand as she fingerbangs herself feverishly. The wet, obscene squelching sounds fill the room, mixing with her soft moans. “Gonna cum,” she whimpers desperately. “Gonna cum all over my fingers like a dirty slut.”
She pictures Wellington, looking down at her with that hungry, lustful expression, like she’s the only one who can satisfy him. Her other hand reaches up, roughly palming her own tits, pinching and rolling her stiff nipples. She imagines his mouth is there instead, hot wet kisses and indents of pleasure.
Sitting up, M Organa rips off her soaked underwear, too impatient to bother with taking off her pants. Her lush ass and pussy are fully exposed, drippy and aroused. She spanks herself, blushing at her own audaciousness. The sting only makes her hornier.
Her wrist is a blur as she pistons her fingers in and out of her tight channel, her thumb mashing against her throbbing clit. M Organa’s back arches as she humps her own hand, lost in the throes of ecstasy. Her free hand keeps her tits bouncing erotically as she fingers herself hard, the squishy wetness almost too loud.
“Fuck Wellington,” she cries out loud, no longer bothering to keep herself quiet. “I’m gonna swallow every drop of your hot cum if you let me. Gonna let you use my throat like a fleshlight and give you the sloppiest, slimiest, wettest head of your life.” Her dirty talking only urges her on. Her thighs quiver and clench as her core tenses.
M Organa sobs out a huge erotic moan as her orgasm crashes over her. Her pussy grips desperately at her pumping fingers as she squirts, soaking herself and the bed below. “WELLINGTON!” she screams out his name helplessly as she orgasms hard, splattering the bed with her fluids.
The flood of sensations is so intense she trembles after, gasping for breath. “My god,” she whispers breathlessly, “That was so good. I wish he could see me now.” M Organa shudders again, rising from the bed. It’s only a matter of time before she’ll need to finger herself silly to thoughts of the Brazilian model again. She is utterly addicted to the thrill of imagining pleasing Wellington Prado. And she wouldn’t want it any other way.|