Latin Frida Sante wants to taste Jordi el Polla dick

The title of the video says it all: “Latina Frida Sante wants to taste Jordi El Polla’s huge cock.” The anticipation is palpable as the camera zooms in on the petite Mexican YouTuber, her big brown eyes gleaming with desire. She’s dressed in a skimpy black lingerie set that hugs her every curve, from her perky breasts to her round, firm ass. Her long dark hair tumbles down her back in loose waves, and her plump lips are painted a tempting red.

Frida perches on the edge of the bed, one hand resting on her bare thigh as she waits for Jordi to enter. When he does, the camera pans to a close-up of his bulge straining against his jeans. Jordi is a well-known Spanish porn star known for his massive cock, and Frida can barely contain her excitement.

“Hola, Jordi,” Frida purrs, her voice breathy with arousal. “I’ve been dreaming about this moment for so long. I want to worship your big, beautiful cock with my mouth.”

Jordi smirks, clearly used to the attention his famous member receives. He undoes his jeans and lets them drop to the floor, revealing his huge, thick dick hanging heavy between his legs. Frida gasps, her eyes widening as she takes in the sight.

“Dios mío, it’s even bigger than I imagined!” she exclaims, licking her lips hungrily. “I need to taste it. Right now.”

She scurries over to him on her knees, looping her small hands around his massive shaft and starting to stroke it. Jordi groans, his cock twitching under her touch as it grows even harder. Frida marvels at the weight and heat of it, the feel of the smooth skin sliding over the steel like hardness beneath.

“My god, I can barely get my fingers around it,” she breathes reverently, looking up at Jordi with adoration in her eyes. “How does it even fit inside a woman? I can’t wait to try…”

With that, she leans in and runs her tongue along the underside of his dick, from the base all the way up to the sensitive tip. Jordi grunts, his abs clenching as a shiver runs through him. Frida takes that as encouragement and opens her mouth wide, wrapping her soft lips around the head of his cock and sucking hard.

“Mmmm,” she moans around him, the vibrations making Jordi shudder. Her eyes flutter closed in ecstasy as she tastes his salty essence, confused at first by the unfamiliar flavor before it becomes her new favorite thing.

She starts bobbing her head, taking him deeper each time as she learns what he likes. Her tongue swirls and flicks against the underside, tracing the thick vein there. Her hands explore his heavy balls, weighing them in her palms and rolling them gently.

“Joder, your mouth feels incredible,” Jordi groans, tangling one hand in her hair and guiding her movements. “Keep sucking like that and I might blow my load down your throat…”

Frida moans her eagerness, doubling her efforts. She can feel herself getting wetter by the second, her pussy clenching with need. But she’s determined to make Jordi cum first, to prove to him that she’s the best blowjob artist he’s ever had.

She takes him deeper, fighting her gag reflex as inch after inch of thick cock disappears into her tight throat. Her nose is buried in his dark pubic hair, his musky scent overwhelming her senses. She loves it, loses herself in the act of pleasuring this perfect stranger.

“That’s it, all the way,” Jordi grunts, holding her head still as he fucks her face. His abs and thighs flex powerfully as he thrusts, his swollen balls slapping against her chin. Frida gags and sputters but doesn’t stop, her own orgasm building from the depravity of the act alone.

Finally Jordi’s body tenses, his grip on her hair tightening as he pulls her in all the way. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” he shouts, and begins shooting thick streams of hot cum directly down Frida’s throat. She swallows greedily, moaning at the taste and feeling prideful that she made this famous porn star lose control.

As Jordi’s orgasm subsides, he releases her hair and Frida pulls off with a wet pop, a string of cum connecting her lips to the tip of his cock. She catches her breath, then opens her mouth wide to show Jordi what a good girl she is – her throat is empty, not a single drop spilled.

“All gone,” Frida giggles, licking her lips. “You taste so good, Jordi. I want more…”

Jordi chuckles, impressed, and gestures for her to stand up. As Frida rises on shaking legs, he reaches out to unclasp her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts spill out, the dusky nipples hard and needy. Jordi cups them in his large hands, teasing the peaks until Frida is panting with desire.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he promises, pushing her down onto the bed. “I’m going to make you cum so hard you forget your own name.”

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