Dan_nyjame cum while fucking herself with dildo

Dan_nyjame aka Daniella fucks herself with dildo and cums. Her big boobs bounce as she jerks off his big cock.

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Her lips left a trail of fire down my neck as her fingers deftly untied the sash of my robe. It fell open, and her mouth began a slow, worshipful descent – a heated kiss on my collarbone, a lingering, hungry pull on each nipple that made me gasp. Her journey south was a tease of tongue and soft lips against my stomach, until finally, her breath, hot and promising, brushed over my aching cock. It was already thick and eager, straining toward her, and it jumped at the first feather-light touch of her tongue.

She settled between my thighs, her eyes locked on mine as she traced every throbbing vein with the wet tip of her tongue, licking me from root to tip until I was fully, painfully hard. Then, with a deliberate slowness that made my hips buck, she took the head into the wet heat of her mouth. A low moan escaped me as she began to swallow me deeper, her lips creating a perfect, tight seal. Her free hand cupped and gently massaged my balls, and I felt myself disappear into her throat, inch by incredible inch, until she’d taken me all. I’d never been sucked like this – with such utter devotion. My fingers fumbled for the tie of her robe, desperate to feel her skin, but she caught my wrist and pushed my hand away, a firm, silent command. She wanted control. Her mouth worked me over, her hand stroking what her lips couldn’t reach, and the dual sensation was too much. “Lera, I’m gonna cum” I groaned, and my release erupted into her waiting mouth. She took every pulse, swallowing deeply, then licked me clean with tender, kittenish swipes.

“Mmm, you taste delicious,” she murmured, leaning back on the couch. A stray pearl of my cum glistened on her plump bottom lip.

I didn’t hesitate. I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply, my tongue sweeping into her mouth to taste myself on her. She let out a soft, surprised hum against my lips.

“Aren’t you shy?” she whispered, pulling back just enough to speak. “Kissing a girl right after?”

“Why would I be?” I breathed, my forehead against hers. “To be honest… I love the taste. Especially on your lips.”

“Oh?” Her eyes sparkled with new curiosity. “Is that so?”

“Yeah. And why wouldn’t you let me take this off earlier?” I tugged lightly on her sash.

Lera pressed her body flush against mine, then turned her head, biting her lip as if wrestling with a secret. After a long moment, she met my gaze again.

“Okay. You seem cool. The thing is… I’m not exactly a girl girl.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” she said, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, “I have a cock, too.”

I held her gaze, feeling a thrill shoot straight through me. I leaned in and captured her mouth in another searing kiss. “I want to see. Can I?”

“Yes…”

My fingers trembled slightly as I undid the knot. Beneath the silk, she wore delicate white lace. The panties strained against a prominent, tempting bulge. I stood her up, letting her robe and then mine pool on the floor. My kisses trailed from her mouth down her neck, to the swell of her breasts. I unhooked her bra, freeing them to my hands and mouth, sucking her nipples until they were hard peaks. I kissed lower, across her trembling stomach, until I was on my knees before her, face-to-face with that gorgeous bulge. The lace was damp and struggling to contain her. I hooked my fingers in the waistband and pulled.

Her cock sprang free – and it was stunning. A little thicker than mine, perfectly shaped, already leaking. I wrapped my hand around the base and swirled my tongue over the slick head. She moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair. I couldn’t wait. I took her into my mouth, sucking slowly, sinking deeper with each bob of my head. Then her hands gripped me tighter, guiding me, and she gently pushed until I’d taken her all. The feeling of her filling my throat was unexpected, intense – and it made my own cock rock-hard again. When she finally pulled back, I looked up, breathless. “More.”

With a wicked smile, she guided my head back, slowly feeding her length into my mouth before setting a steady, deep rhythm, fucking my face. Her moans grew urgent, and with a sharp cry, she came. I swallowed as much as I could, but some escaped, dripping from my lips onto my chest. She pulled me onto the couch, laying me back, and tenderly licked every drop clean.

“Not bad at all,” she purred, collapsing beside me. “You do this often?”

“First time,” I admitted, still catching my breath.

“Seriously? With a little practice, you’ll be absolutely lethal.”

“Thanks… I think.”

She laughed, a warm, rich sound. “Don’t be shy. I loved it. Did you?”

“God, yes. I’ve… thought about this for a long time.”

“Just this?” she teased, tracing a finger down my chest.

“Well… no. Sometimes, when I’m alone, I use a plug. I was actually planning to tonight.”

“Wow,” she said, her eyes darkening with desire. “So I interrupted something important?”

“Best interruption ever. Being with someone like you… it’s a fantasy.”

“The feeling is mutual.”

She stood, kissed me hard, then took my hand and led me to the bedroom. With a playful shove, I landed on the soft duvet. She knelt between my legs, her tongue making my cock ache all over again before her fingers found my entrance, circling, teasing. The reality of it all – her, here, now – was dizzying. Then she shifted, pulling me up to kneel facing her, guiding my mouth back to her cock. It was thickening again in my hands, and I sucked eagerly, feeling it swell and harden on my tongue. This time, she let me set the pace, until she suddenly stilled me, cupped my face, and kissed me deeply. In one fluid motion, she turned me around, positioning me on my hands and knees.

“Arch that beautiful back for me,” she commanded softly, applying just the right pressure. “Yes… perfect. You look incredible.”

I heard the click of a bottle, then felt the cool slickness of lube as she prepared me, one finger, then two, stretching me open. She leaned close, her breath in my ear. “You sure you want this?”

“Please. Now.”

I felt the broad head of her cock nudge against me. With a slow, relentless push, she filled me, stealing my breath. She buried herself to the hilt and paused, letting me adjust, before withdrawing and sliding back in with a smoother, deeper stroke. She built a steady, punishing rhythm, each thrust pulling a moan from my lips. She stopped to kiss my shoulders, my spine, then gripped my hips and drove into me harder, faster. I was lost in it, begging, “More, don’t stop!”

She spanked my ass, the sharp slap mingling with the sweet friction inside me. Then she pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and took my cock in her mouth, sucking hard before moving between my legs again. She sheathed herself inside me in one deep stroke and began fucking me anew, her hand working my cock in time with her thrusts. The dual sensation was unbearable, pushing me to the edge.

“Lera, I’m gonna!”

“Come for me,” she urged.

A few more thrusts and I shattered, my release painting my chest and stomach in hot stripes. As my body convulsed around her, she cried out, her own orgasm crashing through her. I felt her pulsing inside me, filling me up. She collapsed beside me, breathless, then turned and gathered my spend on her fingers, offering them to my mouth. I sucked them clean.

“So,” she asked, a satisfied smile on her glistening lips. “How was your first time?”

“Unbelievable. You’re incredible.”

“The pleasure was all mine. And I’d love a repeat performance,” she said, tracing my jaw.

“Anytime.”

Our lips met again in a slow, deep kiss, tasting of sweat, salt, and pure satisfaction.