Mi scopo quella troia della massaggiatrice e le vengo nella figa (DIALOGHI IN ITALIANO)
The sultry, tatted-up beauty traced her long, manicured nails along the ripped abdomen of her rugged client, letting out a throaty purr. “Mmm, you’re so tense, dear. Let me take good care of you, mmmm, all the way… down to your deepest tensions.” She flicked open the towel covering his massive, engorged package.
“Cazzo,utsche (Fuck, slut), you’re tempting me with that -jesus!- sexy little ass of yours,” he growled, roughly grabbing her curves as she straddled him. “I know exactly how to deal with this kind of tension.”
Massaging down his shaft, she purred, “Oh Marco, you’re so big, I -mmm!- I don’t know if I can -ah!- handle you, you’re throbbing, so-”
“Zitta e fottiti (Shut up and fuck), troia (slut).” Marco yanked her hips down, spearing her with his thick cock. She cried out in pained pleasure, her tight walls stretching around his girthy shaft. “Sì, cazzo, take it all like the dirty whore you are!”
Gasping and mewling as he pounded into her, the masseuse tossed back her hair. “Fuck, your dick is destroying me, Marco! Noooo!”
He gripped her ponytail like a glove, yanking as he fucked her silly. “Stai zitta (Shut up)! Fica(my pussy) mia, now. laisse-moi-jouir (cum in me)!”
The busty vixen clawed at his back, nails leaving crescent indents in his skin. “O mio dio(S xxx lite), sxxx!!! Cum in me, fill my figa (pussy), make it yours, my italian stallion, just like that! Si, Siii, aaahhhh, aaahhhnnn!!!”
He pistonned his hips, smacking his pelvis into her juicy ass as she came all over his dick, milking him for all he was worth. “Cazzo, sxxx, va bene, si, cosìVOGLIOTO!!!” With a guttural roar, Marco exploded, pumping thick spurts of molten Italian into her waiting, fertile womb. He painted her insides and flooded her, marking his territory.
“Marco, Sxxxlite!!!” She quivered and shook through her orgasm, screams of pleasure muffled against his inked shoulder as he spent the last of his liquid fire in her spasming sheath. With a shuddering groan, he finally stopped his balls-deep rutting.
Utterly wrecked, the articulate Italian stud gently cradled his insatiable, fuck-drunk masseuse. “Buono enough sex for you, famme (do it for me) whore?”
“Sxxxlite, Marco,” she giggled in satisfaction, kissing along his stubbly jaw. “I’m so full of your bestia (beast) cream now… You absolutely ruined me in the best way possible.” She smiled impishly as she wiggled off his cock with a wet squelch, trailing cum down her thighs. The masseuse collapsed back onto the massage table with a huff. “Sxxxlite, but you always do…”
Marco grinned roguishly, his soaking, semi-hard dick flopping against his thigh. “Mmm, yes you are… Leccalo pulita, putana (Lick it clean, bitch). Can’t let any of my precious molle (cream) go to waste.”
Obediently, the ravished beauty got on her knees and sucked slurping his cock, licking up every drop of his essence.Her belly was already swollen and bloated with his seed and she was looking forward to being thoroughly bred over and over, until her tits and belly started to show, the sign of a well-fucked woman.
“Yes, mia troia, my sexy whore… Mi pleaure much sxxl to fuck you senseless every time…” he purred, stroking her hair. As he began to strokes his cock, his balls tightened, needing to be drained one more time…
