The moment Brazil scores, Anne Antonela’s lips curl into a wicked smile as she sinks to her knees, her full breasts pressing against your thighs. Her tongue flicks out, teasing the tip of your cock before she takes you deep, her warm mouth enveloping you in a rhythm that matches the cheers outside. You grip her silky hair, feeling every inch of her throat as she sucks you with fervor, her eyes locked on yours, daring you to lose control. She pulls back, licking her lips, and climbs onto you, her wet heat sliding down your length as she rides you in cowgirl, her hips rolling with every thrust. You grip her ass, feeling the muscles flex as she grinds against you, her moans mixing with the crowd’s roar. She flips, riding you in reverse, her back arching as she takes you deeper, her nails digging into your chest.
Then, she lifts your legs, her fingers teasing your ass before she impales you, her hips rocking as she fucks you in missionary, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. You’re lost in the sensation, her tight heat gripping you as she rides you to the edge. She pulls away, standing and beckoning you to the chair, where she bends over the sofa, her ass in the air, waiting for you. You take her from behind, your hands gripping her hips as you pound into her, her cries filling the room. You finish by pulling out, your cum painting her back as she collapses onto the sofa, spent and satisfied.
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