? Balcony of Limitless Whoredom: Iris Broken into the Straw Sofa ?
Cabo de Santo Agostinho was a cauldron, but the real action exploded when we rented that house with our porn friends. Downstairs, the barbecue was on fire in the pool – beer, asses shaking, lust in the air. But we wanted something more hardcore, and that's when Íris crossed our path, a hottie from Natal who was pure dynamite. Tattoos covering her skin, piercings on her nipples shining and a look that said "fuck me until I pass out". We called her to film, and when she gave that little smile that said "I'm in", damn, things got serious.We went up to the balcony upstairs, away from the party's chaos. The sky was full of stars, the wind was blowing, and the center of the mischief was a large, round, rustic sofa, made entirely of woven straw, with a round mattress in the middle that was begging to be covered in cum. Our friend, a beast with the camera, was ready to film every moan. And then, fuck it, we started. I grabbed Iris' mouth, and holy shit, that cut tongue! It was like sucking on a dirty secret, every lick of hers leaving my pussy dripping, begging for cock. I ripped her bikini off, her breasts jumping out, her piercings shining in the moonlight. I sucked those nipples hard, biting, licking, while she moaned loudly, rubbing herself on the mattress. Brian got involved, and the balcony became a whorehouse. He attacked Iris' mouth, sucking that split tongue, and soon pulled out his monster: 22cm of thick cock, hard as hell, ready to tear everything apart. Iris went crazy, her eyes wide, and our friend fell on her mouth, swallowing that cock until she drooled. I pulled Iris' hair, pushing her head all the way in. “Suck that cock all the way, you slut,” I ordered, and she choked, her throat fucked, the straw on the couch poking her knees as she gave in. I couldn’t hold back: I stuck my face in her pussy. A tight, pink pussy, wet as fuck, and I sucked it like it was my last fuck. I licked every corner, stuck my tongue deep, her taste mixed with the salty air from the balcony driving me insane. Brian was going crazy on her tits, sucking on her piercings, his cock throbbing with desire. I lost my mind: I rubbed my pussy against hers, our pussies eating each other on the rounded mattress, the straw on the couch scratching our skin, each rub driving us to hell. Brian was jerking off, watching everything, his dick drooling, crazy to fuck. And he did. ? He threw Íris on all fours on the couch, her tattooed ass up, begging for cock. She sucked my breasts while Brian pounded his entire cock into her pussy, thrusting with hatred, wanting to tear her apart. The couch shook, the straw creaked, and each thrust was a muffled scream. But I wanted to humiliate her. I put a gag in her mouth, leaving only her eyes begging. “Take it, you whore,” I said, slapping her face as I made her bounce on Brian’s cock. She swallowed every inch, her body sweaty, the mattress wet with lust.It’s my turn. ? I took off the gag so she could moan freely and put my strap-on with a 26cm cock – a fucking monster to destroy any pussy. While Brian fucked her mouth, I pounded Íris’s pussy angrily, wanting to break every piece of that slut. The couch shook, the straw pricking, the balcony smelling of pure sex, and she just trembled, taking cock from both sides. In the end, while I was fucking her to the hilt, Brian came like a son of a bitch, filling her open mouth with cum. She swallowed it all, licking her lips with a dirty smile, her eyes glazed over, her body thrown on the mattress, marked by the fuck.
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