Gorgeous Model Gets Ass Fucked In The Nail Salon free porn video
You chipped a nail while grabbing at the furniture in my apartment. I ask where you get your nails done, and we go down to my car.
You duck under the low ceiling, then lean across the console for the drive downtown, afraid of flattening your hair. Giggling, you pull my cock from my pants. I know there won't be enough time to finish, but it was clearly throbbing under the fabric. We have plans later and I need you to look stunning, so I speed to reach the salon before they close.
I'm near cumming as you push my dick into your throat, then you dejectedly obey my command to get out under the awning at the door. It's raining lightly and I go to park the car on my own.
I jog back and witness your entrance. All eyes are locked upon your stunning gait. A chubby Asian woman leads you to a seat in the back and begins preparing your hands. I sit to the side, out of view, to watch her work.
She removes your crimson polish with acetone and lays out a selection of colors. I walk over to see what you've chosen. One hand is laid under a heat lamp, bathed in flourescent blue light, while she holds the other, carefully turning it to coat each nail.
The other employees have gone home for the night. You sense me watching over your shoulder and reach back to tease the still-engorged bulge under my pants. You bat your dark eyes as you look up, tugging at my zipper. I lean down and whisper loud enough for the worker to hear, "You are a naughty slag." I run my fingers up the back of your neck and through your silky hair, then bite your ear, tugging on the crystals hanging from the lobe.
Seeing the woman finish and place your other hand under the lamp I pull you up by the back of your mini skirt, off the stool, forcing you over the table. I run my hand down your arm to hold it steady, not wanting the trip to be in vain. It's warm as I wrap my fingers around your delicate wrist. "We didn't come here to fuck," I assert as I pull out my dick.
You slide your skirt up over your ass and work your knickers down to your knees. Laying your face on the table you look to the woman, whose eyes have grown wide. She backs away, and quietly sits on the sofa where I had been waiting, her mouth slightly agape. But she doesn't leave.
I squeeze the soft meat of your ass in my palm and massage it. You laugh hysterically and your asshole winks. I lean in to taste. I spit on it and push a finger in. You moan, your eyes still locked on the nail lady.
"Wet my cock." Without breaking your gaze you spit into your free hand and cover my dick in saliva. I look over, seeing the woman lost in this event. "Come here," I say, and motion for her to approach.
The shy middle-aged woman walks toward us cautiously. I pull her in by the waist so she can see me penetrate you. The head of my cock enters, then the glistening shaft follows. She exhales in amazement. I stroke slowly, feeling how much you enjoy the first sensations. Then, with this stranger held close at my side, I thrust hard.
You react like an a****l, clawing the table and knocking her tools over the edge.
"No worry," she says softly amidst your moans.
Suddenly, as I continue to plow into you, she slips her hand under your top. She grabs your nipple and twists it. You cry out, to which she replies by caressing your back and legs, feeling my rhythm shudder through your body.
With my hands on your hips, pummeling you, you look back and whimper to her, "I want him to cum in my ass."
She stares at you for a moment, then reaching her small hands between my legs takes hold of my balls. She rolls them back and forth in her fingers, and the pain is almost as great as the pleasure of releasing a massive load of white spunk into you.
I quiver when she stops squeezing. My cock slides out, followed by a deluge of semen. It splatters into a puddle on the tile around my shoes.
The woman steps back, as if stepping from a dream back into reality. She stares at the puddle, and I lean down to clean you with my tongue. Then she pulls me aside and smashes her face between your cheeks. Her tongue penetrates you and you shiver from the novelty of this strange woman you've seen so many times before, now licking sperm from your ass.
You reach back and run your finely-manicured fingers through her hair as if in appreciation of the services rendered. Then you pull me to the other side of the desk and clean the shining liquid from my softening cock, glancing up with a glint in your eyes.
When she steps back again she says, "Don't worry about mess. I clean then I go home."
We thank her and rearrange our clothes. My suit is in order, despite a few drops splashed onto the hem, but you look incredible. Your hair is obviously a wrestling casualty, and your skirt's stretched so that it hangs off one hip. Your tights are torn, and your dark lipstick's been spread well past the vermilion border.
On the way out I address the situation. "The sluttiest woman in the city will be on my arm tonight," I say as I open your door.
You glare at me seductively, "Then the sluttiest woman in the city will have her Prince Charming."
We drive to the party, your face flushed and my balls aching, and both of us looking entirely unsatisfied.
You duck under the low ceiling, then lean across the console for the drive downtown, afraid of flattening your hair. Giggling, you pull my cock from my pants. I know there won't be enough time to finish, but it was clearly throbbing under the fabric. We have plans later and I need you to look stunning, so I speed to reach the salon before they close.
I'm near cumming as you push my dick into your throat, then you dejectedly obey my command to get out under the awning at the door. It's raining lightly and I go to park the car on my own.
I jog back and witness your entrance. All eyes are locked upon your stunning gait. A chubby Asian woman leads you to a seat in the back and begins preparing your hands. I sit to the side, out of view, to watch her work.
She removes your crimson polish with acetone and lays out a selection of colors. I walk over to see what you've chosen. One hand is laid under a heat lamp, bathed in flourescent blue light, while she holds the other, carefully turning it to coat each nail.
The other employees have gone home for the night. You sense me watching over your shoulder and reach back to tease the still-engorged bulge under my pants. You bat your dark eyes as you look up, tugging at my zipper. I lean down and whisper loud enough for the worker to hear, "You are a naughty slag." I run my fingers up the back of your neck and through your silky hair, then bite your ear, tugging on the crystals hanging from the lobe.
Seeing the woman finish and place your other hand under the lamp I pull you up by the back of your mini skirt, off the stool, forcing you over the table. I run my hand down your arm to hold it steady, not wanting the trip to be in vain. It's warm as I wrap my fingers around your delicate wrist. "We didn't come here to fuck," I assert as I pull out my dick.
You slide your skirt up over your ass and work your knickers down to your knees. Laying your face on the table you look to the woman, whose eyes have grown wide. She backs away, and quietly sits on the sofa where I had been waiting, her mouth slightly agape. But she doesn't leave.
I squeeze the soft meat of your ass in my palm and massage it. You laugh hysterically and your asshole winks. I lean in to taste. I spit on it and push a finger in. You moan, your eyes still locked on the nail lady.
"Wet my cock." Without breaking your gaze you spit into your free hand and cover my dick in saliva. I look over, seeing the woman lost in this event. "Come here," I say, and motion for her to approach.
The shy middle-aged woman walks toward us cautiously. I pull her in by the waist so she can see me penetrate you. The head of my cock enters, then the glistening shaft follows. She exhales in amazement. I stroke slowly, feeling how much you enjoy the first sensations. Then, with this stranger held close at my side, I thrust hard.
You react like an a****l, clawing the table and knocking her tools over the edge.
"No worry," she says softly amidst your moans.
Suddenly, as I continue to plow into you, she slips her hand under your top. She grabs your nipple and twists it. You cry out, to which she replies by caressing your back and legs, feeling my rhythm shudder through your body.
With my hands on your hips, pummeling you, you look back and whimper to her, "I want him to cum in my ass."
She stares at you for a moment, then reaching her small hands between my legs takes hold of my balls. She rolls them back and forth in her fingers, and the pain is almost as great as the pleasure of releasing a massive load of white spunk into you.
I quiver when she stops squeezing. My cock slides out, followed by a deluge of semen. It splatters into a puddle on the tile around my shoes.
The woman steps back, as if stepping from a dream back into reality. She stares at the puddle, and I lean down to clean you with my tongue. Then she pulls me aside and smashes her face between your cheeks. Her tongue penetrates you and you shiver from the novelty of this strange woman you've seen so many times before, now licking sperm from your ass.
You reach back and run your finely-manicured fingers through her hair as if in appreciation of the services rendered. Then you pull me to the other side of the desk and clean the shining liquid from my softening cock, glancing up with a glint in your eyes.
When she steps back again she says, "Don't worry about mess. I clean then I go home."
We thank her and rearrange our clothes. My suit is in order, despite a few drops splashed onto the hem, but you look incredible. Your hair is obviously a wrestling casualty, and your skirt's stretched so that it hangs off one hip. Your tights are torn, and your dark lipstick's been spread well past the vermilion border.
On the way out I address the situation. "The sluttiest woman in the city will be on my arm tonight," I say as I open your door.
You glare at me seductively, "Then the sluttiest woman in the city will have her Prince Charming."
We drive to the party, your face flushed and my balls aching, and both of us looking entirely unsatisfied.
Elle
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