The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. Dani, a petite brunette with a mischievous glint in her eyes, nervously adjusted the strap of her top. Anton, a mountain of muscle and dark skin, watched her with an intense gaze that made her insides flutter.
"Ready?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. Dani swallowed hard and nodded. She knew what she was getting into – the primal allure of his BBC had been whispering in her ear for weeks.
The blowjob started slow, a tantalizing dance of tongues and lips. Dani, showing off her deepthroat skills, took him deep, relishing the taste of him. Anton moaned, his hands gripping her hips as she worked her magic. He leaned back, watching her intense focus, the tattoo on her lower back flexing as she moved. Her desire was a palpable thing, a siren song that drove him wild.
He flipped her over, pushing her down onto the bed, entering her roughly in doggystyle. Dani cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure. This was what she craved, the raw intensity of his passion. Each thrust was deep and relentless, filling her completely. She reached back, running her fingers through his hair, urging him on.
He pulled out and flipped her onto her back, her legs still spread. A primal grunt escaped him as he sank back into her in the missionary position. Their bodies collided again and again as he pushed her deeper into the mattress. They broke apart momentarily, gasping for air.
She pulled him down for a deep kiss before turning over to take him again in reverse cowgirl. He watched as she rode, her breasts bouncing. She leaned forward and tickled him with her tongue, pussy to mouth making him shudder.
The final moments were a blur of sensation. Anton's movements became frantic, his breathing ragged. He unloaded deep inside her, a volcanic cumshot that left her shaking. They collapsed against each other, gasping for air, their bodies slick with sweat.
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Dani Diaz