Rich Milf fucks the pool boy outdoors

It was a sweltering afternoon and the poolside locale was a sizzling crucible of summer heat. Amidst the rippling turquoise waters, a nubile young pool boy named Marco lounged on a deck chair, his swarthy skin glistening with sweat. His sinewy torso rippled as he idly stretched, unaware of the lurid plans brewing nearby.

Across the pool, an opulent private cabana shuddered as one of its occupants arose. sensual movements parted the sheer curtains as a statuesque figure emerged. Ginger was a milfy MILF, her body honed to erotic perfection – an A-cup ass and ample DD tits that strained against her skimpy bikini top. Sunlit highlights danced across her toned calves as she sauntered over, an unmistakable sway in her hips.

“Ah Marco, there you are sexy,” she purred, leaning in so her supple breasts brushed his bare shoulder. The young stud looked up, Adam’s apple bobbing as he gulped. “Can you come change the towels in my cabana? I have a job for you…”

“Si, senora”, he replied modestly, following her rounded rear into the secluded cabana. Once inside, Ginger turned, a smirk playing across her lips. Quickly, she shed her bikini top, releasing her jiggling tits. Marco’s eyes about bugged out at the erotic sight…

“Ta-da!” she giggled, tossing the top aside and beckoning him over. “Mr. Amateur Buff Daddy is filming today, and he needs a hot bod. Care to get frisky, pool boy?”

Marco paused, then cast a sly glance over his shoulder. A video crew indeed lingered on the pool’s opposite side, filming discreetly. Rising, he faced Ginger with a smirk. “Senora, I thought you’d never ask…”

With a hungry growl, Ginger launched herself at him, mashing her naked breasts against his bare chest. Her mouth claimed his in a sloppy kiss as deft hands roamed his body, pawing and squeezing. Marco returned her passion, palming her buttocks roughly as he plundered between her lips, tongue dancing.

Her hands drifted lower, pushing at his swim trunks. “Ooh, what’s that?” she inquired innocently, fingers teasing over his burgeoning erection. “Did little Marco like kissing me?”

Growling, the pool boy yanked down his shorts, unleashing a heavy cock. Ginger feigned shock, eyes teasing. “My my, looks like he did!” Quickly she sank to her knees, wrapping lush lips around his flared tip.

Marco groaned as Ginger suckled, wet lashes fluttering shut. Her talented tongue teased up and down his shaft, tracing the veining. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard, determined to make him throb in her clutches…

Poised on her knees, the MILF bobbed on his cock, each hungry gulp sending sparks up his spine. Lips stretched obscenely around his girth, she looked up with undeniable lust,arms sliding under his thighs to work him deeper…

“Fuuuck…” he hissed in Spanish, entranced by her sucking. His balls tightened, on the brink. With supreme effort, the pool boy pulled her off, grinning. “And now…”

Yanking her up, Marco spun Ginger to brace against the cabana wall. Deftly he peeled down her bikini bottom, exposing her plush ass. Spreading her cheeks, he pressed the fat tip of his cock between her glistening folds.

“Que buena…” he purred, head rolling back as he pushed in, taking her heat in one long thrust. Ginger mewled, back arching as Marco speared her again and again, his balls slapping her clit. The wet, obscene sounds of flesh smacking aloud…

Marco pounded Ginger from behind, driving into her over and over. His strong hands gripped her hips, steadying his frantic rhythm into her slick, welcoming heat. His balls slapped her needy clit while her round ass jiggled where they met.

“Yes, yes, FUCK!” Ginger cried, fingers scrabbling at the wall. The hard pounding impaled her on his cock, sending jolts of electric pleasure through her core. His thick shaft stretched her open, filling her so completely as he thrusted.

“Harder bitch!” she demanded, voice breaking on a lusty moan. With a bestial snarl, Marco gave her what she wanted, pumping his hips with punishing force. He drilled into her sopping pussy, each stroke rubbing against her g-spot. Her inner walls fluttered wildly around him.

With each thrust, Marco hammered home, losing himself in reckless pleasure. His heavy sack swung, slapping Ginger’s swollen clit with each piston. The lewd wet sounds of flesh impacting flesh grew louder,ectoric sharing their pornographic feat to the nearby film crew.

“Ahhh…!” Ginger wailed, overwhelmed with sensation. Her orgasm built quickly like a gathering storm, boiling in her loins. With a harsh cry, it detonated, sending her convulsing uncontrollably. Her pussy clenched and rippled wildly along his pistoning length, greedily milking him.

“Ffffuck!” Marco grunted, hips snapping one last time. He thrust deep and released with a shudder, balls pulsing as he pumped jet after jet of hot spunk directly into Ginger’s hungry womb. Throaty moans consumed them both as her cunt wickedly milked out every drop.

After the last spurt, the blissful eruption ebbed. Exhausted, Marco slumped over Ginger, cock still buried in her sated pussy. She melted back, savoring their coupling…