MILF creampie anal surprise

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With the household finally empty, Emilia toys with her lustful thoughts for a moment, laying back on the sofa, she recalls a local guy who was quite young…

How he stared at her across the street with a longing in his eyes, gazing across her mature body, how her hips gave way to a generous ass that strained in her pants, her hair always in a ponytail, giving him thoughts of her always being ready to be on her knees. He imagined how her plush lips would service his cock, but most of all, he fantasized about the jiggle of her ass, seeing it bounce with each step, he couldn’t fight away his urges. He wanted to mount her, to pound his cock inside of her, to pump her tight hole with his load…

A Quiet Evening

While Emilia didn’t know the depth of his desires, she knew he wanted her, and she was desperate for the attention, craving it more with each passing second. It became too much when she saw him outside, crossing the street, but constantly glancing over into her living room window.

I’ll give the little perv a show…

She was intent on building his lust to the point of breaking. Emilia stood from the sofa, dropping her pants to the floor as she walked over to the window, turning around and fumbling around on the table. The act was weak, but she was sure it was working, there’s not only no way that he wasn’t looking, but that he wasn’t fixated on her plump ass. Emilia made an effort to shift her weight from each leg, wiggling it slowly and enticingly, all with the aim of making his cock painfully hard.

Smiling to herself as she imagined the look on his face as she teased him, Emilia jumps on the spot as she hears a loud knock at the door. Looking out of the window, she can’t find the guy any more, and banking he was at the door, she didn’t even bother wearing her pants. She quietly unlocked the door and ran over to the sofa. Bending over the arm of it, she pretended to be looking for something behind the cushions, wiggling her ass enticingly as she cried out.

“Come in, it’s open!”

When she heard the door click, Emilia giggled to herself, imagining his face as he gawked at her ass. Just as she was about to rise from the sofa and greet him, Emilia felt a strong, firm hand press against the back of her head, pushing her back down into the sofa. At the same time, she feels the man behind her grasp at her panties, tearing them from her body with ease. Emilia can barely react, stunned into silence as her holes were suddenly exposed and vulnerable…

Still frozen, Emilia feels the man climb onto the sofa, placing his feet either side of her thighs and pressing his tip against her tight, quivering hole. Her senses returning for a brief moment, Emilia parts her lips to object, but an entirely different sound erupts from them. A passionate, pained, whorish moan. The stranger had thrust inside of her in a single motion, bottoming out completely, Emilia feeling a sense of fullness that she’d never felt before, her entire body was quaking with a mixture of pain and arousal. She was desperate for him to start pounding into her, and soon enough, she got her wish.

It was mind-blowing, feeling his thick, veiny cock force its way inside of her, stretching her tight hole out in ways that she’s never felt before. All the while, she couldn’t help the feeling that she was being used like a cheap whore, worse even, like a fleshlight. There was no care or intimacy in the ruthless fucking she was receiving, it was as if he saw her as a toy to dump his load into… and she craved him all the same.

It was what she had been fantasizing about for long enough already, and after finally receiving his frustrations so brutally, Emilia can’t help but succumb. The relentless and rhythmic smacking of his hips against her cheeks filled her mind, echoing in a constant flow of humiliation at being broken so easily. With his positioning, he had the perfect angle at her ass, fucking her with every inch of his cock. Each thrust turned more lights off in her head, slowly melting her away into a compliant slut for him, feeling her once-tight hole claimed by him.

“Fucking squeal for me you dumb cunt!

His foul and crude words cut at Emilia’s pride, but the sensation only made the pleasures more intense. If she was able to catch enough senses to speak, she would give him what he wanted, even beg him to keep spitting insults at her as he fucks her ass like a wild beast.

As if sensing her inability to give him what he wanted, he pushes her forward, pressing her face into the sofa cushions, sticking her ass higher in the air. With the new angle, he hits new areas, stretching Emilia in ways that she hadn’t been before, the pain and pleasure renewed, she finds her voice building. Forced from her throat, she lets out whorish squeals in rhythm with his thrust, a silent command to give him what he wants, she happily obeys, smiling faintly as she feels her own orgasm closing in on her.

“I-I… C-….”

The stranger bottoms out inside of her, flexing his cock as he smacks her ass hard enough to bring tears to her eyes.

“I don’t give a fuck how you feel shut the fuck up and squeal, bitch!

His demeaning words were like music to Emilia, in an instant, her orgasm wracked her mind as if she was struck by lightning, her entire body spasming without control. While still pounding into her, the man pins her down, stopping her body from moving, focusing every sensation onto her mind, shattering all her senses but those for pleasure, reducing her into a drooling bitch for him to use.

F-fuck!! You’ve done it now, you little cunt!

With that vague warning, Emilia feels his cock tensing up, her body still spasming, she’s practically milking the stranger for his load, squeezing her ass around his shaft so tight that he couldn’t pull out, forced to creampie her ass, pumping his load inside of his quivering bitch. As Emilia feels his hot, thick load filling her, the man becomes frustrated with not being able to pull out, smacking her ass, leaving bright-red handprints across her cheeks.

“I’m finished, you useless whore!

Finally, he was able to pull out, staring down at his handiwork, Emilia’s once-tight ass now struggling to keep his load inside. He watched with a confident smile as his cum began trickling from her hole, watching the show.

With her breath caught in her throat, Emilia feels his cum trickling out from her ass, dripping down her pussy as her thighs spasm, legs quivering over the edge of the sofa. That subtle sensation was enough attention for her pussy to send her over the edge. Emilia felt her eyes roll into the back of her head, screaming madly as she came what little of her brains remained. Her body went limp, slumping across the sofa, the only movements being her involuntary spasms from residual waves of pleasure washing over her.

It was mind-blowing, being left a wet, dripping mess by a guy half her age! Still, he claimed her like his bitch, throwing her experience aside and dominating her beyond comprehension. Just thinking about how she had been reduced to his fucktoy only had Emilia’s body quivering more. If she could find the strength to speak, she would have begged him to stay, but after watching her cum so pathetically, he only gives her a sharp spank across her plump ass, a faint yelp escaping her defeated lips.

Hearing his footsteps get further away, Emilia manages to push herself from the sofa, crawling on her hands and knees as her ass leaks cum on the floor in her wake. When the man reaches the door, he feels a tug at his leg, Emilia clinging to him with a pathetic desperation in her eyes. Smirking to himself, the man spits his words down to her.

“You really think you’re going to be anything more than a cumslut at my place?!”

Despite his curt words, Emilia didn’t shy away, only clinging tighter, to which he smiles, leans down and speaks directly into her face.

“I’ll fuck the last of your brains out, then keep you as my fleshlight, understand?”

Simply from his words, Emilia’s eyes roll up from the intense throbs of arousal. Taking her silent answer, the man grabs her ponytail, using it as her leash as he walks her back to his home, naked, leaking his cum, and smiling at anyone staring at the display in front of them.

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