My Huge Cock Sucking Hot Blonde and Fuck me

Title: “My Huge Cock Sucking Hot Blonde & Fuck Me: A Russian Amateur Home Movie Review”

“Let’s call her Natasha,” I say to myself as I start the video, eager to give this stunning Russian blonde a name to go with her tongue-lashing talent. The clip begins, and there she is – Natasha, a vision in white lace panties and a sheer blue bra that barely contains her heaving, braless breasts.

My eyes roam over her toned, tanned body as she leans over the arm of a dated brown couch, placing two folded pillows beneath her belly with her pointy elbow. She rests her chin between her hands, pillowing her head and gazing up at the camera with bedroom eyes and a smirk that could make a priest blush.

“C’mon baby, come gimme that big cock,” she purrs, her voice as thick and rich as double cream. The camera pans out, giving me an eyeful of her shapely ass and wet lips, parted invitingly. A groan catches in my throat as my own stiffening cock begins to strain against my pants.

I unfasten my belt and unzip slowly as the man of the hour, a thickset fellow with a bushy beard and a generous helping of chest hair, enters the frame. He’s already free and lunging, an enormous erection bobbing heavily between his thick thighs. Natasha giggles as he takes his place between her legs, the softened head of his monolithic cock dragging against her panty-clad slit.

“Mmmm, my boyfriend has a really big dick,” she says conspiratorially to the camera. “Lets me suck him off all the time.” As if to prove her point, Natasha licks her lips and shimmies out of her bottoms, tossing them over a shoulder at the camera. She’s bare except for her top as she spreads her legs wide, baring all to us. Every pink inch of her pussy glistens invitingly.

The man kneels between her spread thighs, his swollen head parting her pouty, puffy lips. Natasha gasps as the first inch slips past her clasping entrance, her pink walls folding around his bulbous head.

“Take it,” she growls, wanting him to impale her with his mighty spear, her body pulsing around him eagerly, hungrily.

Instead, he begins to rut, sawing himself in past her rim with each thrust. Inch by thick inch he works himself home, until his heavy balls slap against her upturned ass with audible squelches. Natasha is lost in pleasure, her tongue tolling out of her mouth as he grinds against her cervix, her cunt squeezing rhythmically around his pistoning intruder.

“Ohhhh fuck!” she wails, low and breathy, “Ohhh god don’t stop baby, don’t stop!”

The Russian man pistons into her hard and fast, his hips smacking against her plush bottom with loud claps. His cock makes wet, sucking sounds as he withdraws, until the bulbous head flares from her, trailed by pearly ropes of love cream.

“So nasty,” he grunts, giving her twitching pussy a final slap. “Russian sluts can handle any cock.”

“Even yours, you fat bastard,” Natasha spits back playfully before hooking him by his beard and dragging him up between her legs for a deep, drooling kiss.

I stroke myself faster, my thumb smearing the pearly dew beading on my cockhead, shuddering as I imagine slamming my footlong into her – all twelve inches of throbbing,transactional hard dick. I’d fuck her until she’s giddy, my balls slapping her ass as I rail her, folding her in half as I pulse thick shots of my load into her hungry cunt, curdling the leche he left behind until her creamy snatch is painting globs on her thighs.

As if reading my filthy mind, Natasha pulls back from their kiss, a string of saliva connecting their smeary lips. Her eyes are glinting maliciously as she seizes his throat and forces his head to the side. With a jog of her chin, she points at the camera with a smirk – molding him like putty while she stares right at me with a challenge in her gaze.

She’s not the one on her knees. It’s time for her to be on her back, stuffed pillar-to-post by my cock, drowning in my drilling and debauched by the sheer animalistic pleasure of it all. I especially love the irony of kneeling before her while she rides me, her pussy licking at my cock like a dog lapping at a trust.

Lost in my fantasy, I realize I’ve come hard on myself, my cock refunding its load on my underwear and trousers. The video, meanwhile, has taken a goldenrod turn – Natasha is in a full attitude on her back now, legs splayed out like a turkey jacket in a buck knife as her boyfriend’s massive meat vanes push past her labia one last time before another sticky load burbles over her throat and splatters on her chin and further down her chest. Natasha just giggles like a bratty schoolgirl, grabbing his shaft and smearing the dribbling heavy cream around her breasts like thick Zah-junk lotion.

I lick the last from my lips before I hit pause, finished with the video and a little ashamed at how quickly I came on myself like a punk. Next time, I’ll make sure to watch the scene properly, and jerk off with a rag this time. Natasha seems like the kind of girl who deserves a thorough seeing to, after all – even if only in our filthiest fantasies.