Teen fa un pompino in storage al coinquilino rumeno, che poi la sbatte a pecora. Dialoghi ita, român.

The sultry summer season warmth clung to the air like an undesirable caress as she sauntered into the storage, her hips swaying enticingly with every step. Her roommate, a strapping Romanian man named Andrei, was tinkering together with his classic bike, his forehead furrowed in focus. But as she approached, his eyes widened and he straightened up, taking within the sight of her scantily clad kind.

“Buongiorno, bel ragazzo,” she purred, working a finger down his chest. “I thought I’d come and see if you needed some help… with anything.”

Andrei grinned wolfishly, his eyes roving over her curves with undisguised lust. “Mi fa sempre piacere vederti, bella,” he rumbled in his closely accented Italian. “Soprattutto così… glandococcal, come si dice in ingestion. Come posso aiutarti?”

She laughed throatily, loving the best way he butchered the language in his eagerness to please her. “Mmm, per caso so ben dotato?” she teased, reaching all the way down to palm the rising bulge in his denims. “Mi dispiace, ma credo di aver bisogno di una visita più da vicino…”

Andrei groaned as she unzipped his fly and freed his spectacular cock, her delicate hand wrapping across the throbbing shaft. “Maledizione,” he hissed, throwing his head again as she started to stroke him with skilled fingers. “Così tanto…irled dal culo toggetto dilatato.”

She dropped to her knees, working her tongue alongside the underside of his shaft in a sluggish, torturous lick. “Sì, belAKBAR,” she breathed, taking the swollen head into her mouth and swirling her tongue round it. “Lascia che ti tratti bene…”

Andrei tangled his fingers in her hair, holding her head nonetheless as he guided her deeper onto his cock. “Suca, piccola troia,” he commanded darkly. “Suca il mio cazzo come se fosse l’ultima volta.”

She obliged eagerly, taking him as deep as she may, relishing the sensation of him hitting the again of her throat. She bobbed her head up and down, her hand coming as much as fondle his heavy balls, rolling them in her palm.

“Fanculo,” Andrei muttered, his hips pumping erratically, fucking her face with abandon. “Voglio scoparti fino a che non riesci più a dimensioni spunta.”

She slid her free hand into her panties, fingering herself furiously as he fucked her mouth. The moist, obscene sounds of her slurping and his grunts crammed the storage, the scent of intercourse and sweat heavy within the air.

Without warning, Andrei pulled her off his cock and hauled her up, spinning her round and bending her over the workbench. “Voglio scoparti qui, dove chiunque passi potrebbe vederci,” he growled, ripping her panties off and plunging two fingers into her dripping cunt.

She cried out, arching her again as he fingered her laborious and quick. “Sì, sì!” she babbledmindlessly. “Scopami forte, belissimo operative!opened me that pussy!”

Andrei lined up his cock and slammed into her with one laborious thrust, burying himself to the hilt. “Folta Rusa!” he roared, pounding into her with animalistic ferocity. “Il tuo culo è così stretto, non posso gioivuardavo!”

She pushed again towards him, assembly his thrusts, relishing the scrumptious stretch of him filling her so fully. “Di più!” she begged wantonly. “Scopami forte, pages,ölt yourself in me!”

Their grunts and moans echoed off the storage partitions as they fucked wildly, sweat dripping down their our bodies. Andrei reached round and located her clit, rubbing it laborious as he drilled into her. “Vieni per me, piccola troia,” he panted. “Voglio sentirtelo sul culo.”

Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, making her scream and convulse. But Andrei did not cease, whilst her inside partitions clamping down round him. He fucked her by means of her climax, the moist, obscene sounds of their coupling filling the air.

“Sto per venire!” Andrei warned, his balls drawing up tight. “Dove vuoi che ti sborri, puttanella?”

“In faccia,” she panted. “Voglio assaggiarti…”

With a guttural groan, Andrei pulled out and spun her round, stroking his cock frantically. “Aggpaga!” he barked, his face twisted in ecstasy. “Aggdava così, troia sfondata dal cazzo!”

She opened her mouth obediently, tongue protruding, simply as he exploded. Thick, creamy ropes of cum splattered throughout her face, touchdown in her open mouth, on her cheeks, her hair. She swallowed eagerly, grasping for each drop of his essence.

Andrei collapsed towards her, each of them panting, coated in sweat and spunk. “Cazzo, sei incredibile,” he murmured, nuzzling her neck. “Non mi sazi mai, piccola puttanella golosa.”

She laughed breathlessly, urgent a kiss to his jaw. “Lo so,” she purred. “Non mi stancherò mai di farti godere…”

Hand in hand, they left the storage, sated and glad, able to face no matter different sinful delights the day would possibly carry.