Hombre Chupando Pechos Novels & Stories

It was the picture-perfect definition of polishing the knob. Massimo's last venture into Quinn's face hole was a hard plunge deep into her throat. Her eyes bulged as she choked a bit. Still, she managed to roll her tongue around his massive manhood. The outline was visible in her cheeks. She placed her hand around the base of his schlong and slowly pulled it out like a sword swallower pulling out the long, menacing weapon. It sounded like a champagne bottle being uncorked.

He crouched down, stared lustfully at her pûssy for a moment, before hungrily delving in and started eating it as though it’s the most delicious food on earth. Soon his warm tongue dipped in her hole, and he thrusted in. He stopped after a few moments, which left her disappointed and bothered but he was quick to replace his tongue with his fingers. He lifted his upper body and looked at her face; his face was wet from her juice. “You’ve got a very sweet juice, what did I expect you’re beautiful” he grinned, and the woman smile at him. She signal him to remove the cuff and he nod his head. He dipped his finger back In her pûssy, instead of him to remove the cuff.

I couldn't tear my gaze away from this towering pillar of manhood, pulsing with barely controlled power. My mouth watered at the sight of it, imagining how it would stretch my lips wide as it plunged into my throat. I wanted to taste his salty bead of precum, to lick and suck on the head until he bucked his hips, fucking my face with abandon. My nipples stiffened against my shirt as I pictured him gripping my hair, forcing me to take every thick inch down my throat until I choked on his length.

His gaze raked over me—slow, reverent, hungry. “Fuck,” he breathed, licking his lips like a man presented with a feast. “You’ve gotten thick.” His palms slid up to cup both breasts, lifting their weight, thumbs brushing over the sensitive peaks. “And these…” He squeezed gently, then harder, watching them spill between his fingers. “Your boobs are bigger. So fucking full.” A low groan rumbled in his chest as he lowered his head.

I whimpered. He took one of my boobs in his hand and squeezed it , he folded them while our lips molded with each other. Unclasping my bra he threw it away. He pushed me down to lay, he was on top of me in an instant. He took one of my boobs in his mouth and started massaging the other. I was a moaning mess beneath him. He gave equal attention to both of them. His right hand shimmers down my stomach to my clunt.He looked up from my boobs when he felt my bare pussy.

His head lowered towards her left brèast which he caught with his tongue and drew it into his mouth. She mewled as he sucked in steady tugs, and all the while, his fingers were busy with her other breast. He twerked and pulled at it. He rubbed his fingers around it, rolling and tugging. It didn't take long before she was panting, and clutching at him, her eyes squeezed tight. Chloe wasn't sure her legs could hold her any longer, so she leaned all her weight into him, and he took it. His hand left her breast and snaked around her waist to hold her to him while he fed from her in long tugs she felt in her womanhood. He kept on relentlessly, showing the same attention to both brèasts.

With one hand, he grabs the cups at the center and rips them down from me, uncovering my tits. I gasp but am met by his mouth sucking on my nipple. His hand crushes my other tit, and I swing my arms around his neck to steady myself. His teeth bite down on the nub, holding it in place as his tongue flicks over it. He resorts to sucking, drawing my flesh into his mouth, seemingly capable of pulling milk from my tits.

The speed at which he used in sucking my breast, the size of my breast was big that he tried so hard to choke himself fitting it all in his mouth. "Chew on it," I could hear myself say. That was a very crazy thing to say. I slid my hands underneath him, trying to touch wood and run his hands underneath it. He paused, took my hands off and grabbed my two hands above my head "No wood baby," he said sexily, looking at my hungry body and then he went back to eating my breast. He paused, "I've got chocolate," he said, standing up from the bed. He dragged his bed locker open and brought out a chocolate. It was a sticky chocolate.

His hand cupped my breast, squeezing and feeling it in his palm. "Mmm" he hummed lowly. "This tastes absolutely immaculate" he growls, pulling on my bud. He sucks so hard I'm pretty certain my hickies have hickies on them. I squirm, feeling desire pool out of my lips. He pulls away, keeping his firm hold on my boob, twisting my bud from time to time. He cuts up another piece of pancake, bringing it up to my lips. With half of my attention I bit down, pulling it into my mouth.

My cherry nipples are exposed and Chase's eyes just darknened at the very sight of them, desperately he reached for my pink tits and he starts flickering them with his two hands. “Fuck." I moan shoving his shaft deeper into my mouth. His cock is so fat I can't fit it Into my mouth.