PropertySex – Busty real estate agent Angela White hungry for cock

Ciao Amore,

So, you want to hear all about the naughty Property Sex video featuring the delectable Angela White? Buckle up, baby, because this Aussie real estate agent is about to blow your mind more times than the percentage rates she’s an expert at.

We open to a hilariously cheesy ’80s music video style intro, where our busty bombshell of a star, Angela White, saunters into frame wearing a skin-tight red dress that leaves little to the imagination. She introduces herself as “Australia’s Number One Real Estate Agent” with a sly wink. That’s when we know we’re in for a wild ride.

Angela leads the potential buyer, a pervy middle-aged man with a bad comb-over, into the first listing: a sprawling mansion complete with giant tiki drums in the foyer. As they tour the kitchen, Angela casually places her giant orbs on the granite countertops. “As you can see,” she purrs, “the kitchen comes equipped with the biggest, shiniest appliances.” The poor sap is left slack-jawed, tongue practically dragging on the floor.

They move on to the bedroom, where Angela lays seductively on the king-sized bed, arching her back so that her huge rack is on full display. She croons about how the “spacious layout is great for…

Let’s just say, entertaining.” Poor schmuck nearly has a heart attack right there.

Now, pole dancing around a stripper pole in the master bath might be a bit much, but Angela doesn’t shy away. She shakes and jiggles her assets with the finesse of a seasoned pro. The gentleman prospective buyer drops to his knees in supplication, begging her to let him buy the house. But oh no, it ain’t gonna be that easy.

Angela makes the poor sod do a feat of incredible strength and endurance. He must write his name on her left tit and then her right, over and over, until the walls are a blur. Once she’s satisfied, our heroine leads him to the swimming pool. “I think it’s time we took this negotiation to a deeper level,” she says, the insinuation as thick as her Aussie accent.

And down she goes, pulling her pray under the surface with her. Meanwhile, her double-D cups frolic merrily at the top of the pool like mating seals. A few splashes, a lot of spluttering later, and lover boy is all out of steam (and maybe hope as well). Angela emerges, her dress miraculously still clinging to her frame, and saunters off to her next appointment.

You can breathe now. The best and naughtiest is still to come. After all, this is a promotional video, not instructional. And nothing sells a house quite like an enthusiastic performance from a porn star.

Angela leads the next potential buyer, a tall drink of water with a smile that could charm the panties off a nun, into the home office. She perches on the massive desk, crossing her legs so the hem of her dress rides up scandalously. “I think we can come to an arrangement that will be mutually… beneficial.” Her tone is pure sin.

What follows is a pounding, wall-rattling session destined to give the house a thorough inspection. You’d think that would be enough to seal the deal, but nooooh. Even now, Angela’s not done making trades.

In the final act, she meets with a stunning tie-wielding lady that would make PVC pant-wearing bunny girls cower in shame. These two go at it with the hunger and passion one only sees in a porno, leaving the crumpled remains of their power suits strewn across the living room floor.

And that’s when you realize the true genius of this little ditty. It’s not just raunchy laughter. It’s a biting commentary on a real estate market that’s gone mad, with women treated as objects and prophecy porn pushing prices to insane heights. But hey, when the real estate is so hot, can you even blame them?

So there you have it, mate. Angela White’s “Property Sex” is one part hilarious, one part baffling, and one part “holy shit, how much did they spend on special effects?” I’d give it a solid 7 out of 10 – it’s enough to get you hard, but not really make you blow (pun most certainly intended).

But hey, maybe that’s the point. In this crazy market, it’s not about getting you off – it’s about getting you in your car to a closing appointment. And if youMeasure success by the size of your hangar, Angela White is a boss. A major, monolithic, mansion wall of a boss.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a phone call with my real estate agent to make. And by “phone call,” I mean beating off on speakerphone and yelling “I NEED THAT LUXURY APARTMENT MY GOD, ANYTHING TO BE WITH YOU” twenty times. It’s totally a normal way to conduct business. Right, Angela?