Lipstick Slut – RealityKings with Ramon Nomar, Valentina Nappi

The sun had barely begun to rise over the picturesque Italian countryside when Valentina Nappi stumbled into her tiny apartment, face flushed and panties soaked. She had spent the night out at a local club, gyrating to the pulsing beat under strobing disco lights, as beautiful young men gravitated towards her like moths to a flame. But it was the dashing Ramon Nomar who had captured her attention, his dark hair and smoldering eyes sending shivers down her spine.

Valentina kicked off her strappy stilettos and peeled off her tight little dress, revealing a body so delectable it deserved to adorn the pages of a glossy magazine. She padded naked into the bathroom and perched on the edge of the bathtub, grabbing her favorite vibrator from the medicine cabinet. Memories of Ramon’s ample manhood filled her head as she positioned the toy against her virgin clit, groaning softly as she began to pleasure herself.

The bedroom door creaked open and Valentina’s eyes flashed wide at the sight of a tall stranger in a suit, his face obscured by a Lebowski-esque mustache. “What are you doing here?” she demanded in a scandalized whisper, not bothering to conceal her nudity.

The mysterious intruder simply smiled and advanced towards her. Valentina felt a flood of liquid heat between her thighs as he removed his jacket and speech bubbles seemed to appear above his head: “Shh, Principle, I just want to have some fun with you…”

Finding her voice, Valentina squeaked out a weak protest even as she tossed the vibrator aside with a clatter. The man dropped to his knees and clamped his hot mouth over her dripping pussy, his tongue fluttering against her swollen clit and coaxing the most divine sensations from her body. “Oh my God…” Valentina mewled, tangling her fingers in his hair as he ate her out like a starving man at a feasting table.

Breathless with desire, she guided her visitor onto the bed and straddled him in classic cowgirl position, his huge cock spearing into her velvet depths. Valentina rode him with wild abandon, her large breasts bouncing hypnotically as she sank down onto his shaft again and again. The mysterious stranger gripped her hips and began to thrust up into her, fucking her hard and fast and grunting with pleasure.

Switching positions, he took control, flipping Valentina onto her back and cramming his cock into her tight asshole. She screamed in ecstasy as he mercilessly split her in two, the filthy wet slaps of flesh on flesh echoing obscenely through the small apartment. Valentina was utterly possessed by lust, mind spinning with the forbidden delight of being used like a common whore.

The man pulled out and Valentina collapsed face-first onto the bed, gasping for air. She felt something hard prodding against her mouth and glancing up, saw the distinct head of a slapdick inches from her lips. “Suck it,” he commanded gruffly, and Valentina had no choice but to obey.

She took him deep into her throat, gagging and slurping as he fucked her face brutally. Saliva dribbled down her chin and pooled on her heaving tits as the man’s cock slid in and out of her stretched lips, his heavy balls smacking her nose. Valentina could feel an orgasm building deep in her core as jolts of electric pleasure radiated from her throat, ass, and pussy.

After what felt like an eternity, the man pulled out and spurted thick streams of jizz all over Valentina’s face. She smiled up at him adoringly as he painted her cheeks and tits with his seed, marking her as his naughty little slut. They collapsed together in a sweaty post-coital embrace, skin glistening with sweat and hair clinging to their foreheads.

As she drifted off to sleep in the man’s muscular arms, Valentina couldn’t help but imagine Ramon walking in on the scene. Would he be shocked? Or would he join the fun, taking his place between her legs and driving deep into her well-fucked hole as marido e mulher (husband and wife) colluded in sweet incesto (incest)? The Italian beauty picturesque Bernardo di Colle di Val d’Elsa production naughty characteristic activities Nappi hoped she wouldn’t have to wait long to find out!