PropertySex – Hot Latina real estate agent fucks her client like a pornstar
Title: “The Property Agent’s Proposition”
In the cutthroat world of real estate, Mila was a star – a stunning, raven-haired Latina with a smile that could sell ice to an Inuit. Her silk blouses strained against her ample cleavage, and her tight pencil skirts hugged her curves with dockworker roughness. Suitors practically lined up around the block to be her clients, and today was no different.
Mila entered the plush velvet-lined conference room of her agency to find her next mark: a big-titted blonde, slumped in her chair like a wilting daisy at the end of a hot summer’s day. As Mila approached, her buxom opponent looked up with emerald eyes that sparkled with mischief. Mila took note of the client’s name – Cindy.
“Are you ready to see what this town has to offer?” Mila purred, leaning over the desk and giving Cindy a clear view down the front of her silk shirt. Cindy bit her lip and nodded.
“Oh, I bet you can offer me plenty,” Cindy growled, leering openly at Mila’s breasts. The Latina agent smiled coyly, secretly relishing the challenge.
As they stepped out onto the streets, Mila took command. “Let’s start with something small and cozy, shall we?” she offered, leading the duo to a modest brownstone across the street. But as Cindy climbed the stoop, her heels got the better of her. With a yelp, she tumbled back into Mila’s arms.
Mila caught her, pressing the blonde’s back to her own chest. “Careful, señora,” she cooed in Cindy’s ear, secretly wishing she could slip a hand up the client’s short skirt. “We wouldn’t want any…accidents.”
Cindy looked back at her with liquid eyes, her chest heaving. “I can take it,” she hissed, suddenly bold. She grabbed Mila’s wrist and shoved her hand down her skirt. Mila gasped as her fingers met Cindy’s damp folds.
As they strolled on to the next property, Cindy was all groping hands and wandering lips. They barely made it through the front door of the next home before Cindy had pinned Mila to the wall, kissing her deeply and clumsily. Mila surrendered to this onslaught, sucking on Cindy’s tongue as eager fingers shoved her blouse aside to knead her tits.
“Fuck,” Cindy grunted, breaking away to worship Mila’s breasts with bites and slobber. Mila yelped as she felt a blunt fingernail rake across her nipple. It was like foreplay with a porcupine.
Revenge would be sweet. Mila shoved Cindy back and dropped to the carpet, her face in the client’s lap before she could protest. Mila yanked Cindy’s panties aside and plunged in, tongue questing hungrily, nose buried in matted blonde hair. Cindy shrieked with pleasure.
“That’s it!” the blonde encouragement, gripping Mila’s hair short of pulling it out. Mila tongue-fucked her with all the zeal she usually reserved for auctions. “O-ooh fuck! So good! Such a l-l-latina slap-happy hog!”
The words were anything but divine, but Mila palmed Cindy’s ass for encouragement. If this sow could put her tongue here, what else could it stir up? She thrust two fingers into Cindy’s dripping slit, while her thumb stroked the blonde’s clit. Cindy’s thighs clamped down like a vice.
“Get in my behind!” Cindy ordered, voice bubbling with PTOs. “The ass innit! DO IT!”
Mila obeyed, rubbing the sticky blonde jazz slicked over her fingers into Cindy’s crinkly pink brownie. Cindy gasped.
“Are you taking my anal?” she half-moaned. “AM I GOING HARDcore?” The client sounded jealous, like she couldn’t believe a classy bitch like Mila could be into the butthole.
“Fuck, you are so nasty, like me!” Cindy said, her face screwed up as Mila’s fingers departed her asshole and plunged into her cunt. Enjoying the O-face that epoch produced, Cindy ordered, “I want a facial.”
“YES!” Cindy screamed at the top of her lungs. “IMMENSE my SEX estrell@!”
Indeed, Mila was rock-starrin’ that phat pussy good. Cindy’s eyes rolled back so far she could probably see her own ass, then she toppled over, leaving Mila dazed on the floor. After a minute, Cindy recovered enough to look down at the Latina who had just rocked her body harder than a cancer-survivor on a twerk bench.
“Best. Property. Tour. Ever,” Cindy sighed, grinning dizzily. “If you’re this good at selling real estate, I can only imagine what you’d do all alone up there.” She thumbed towards the master bedroom.
Mila grinned back, rising to her feet. “Then I’d be happy to show you everything, señorita.” She took Cindy’s hand and led her upstairs, ready to give the blonde the real estate tour of a lifetime… and maybe teach her a few more facts about LA property values while they were it.