WEST COAST 18+

25.

W E S T C O A S T

She released a sigh in relief when he eased up on her clit, her moans still hitting the walls because he never stopped stroking. Her body was slumped. She didn't wanna cum that fast, but getting fucked like that with her sensitivity expanding, she couldn't help herself.

If she had known the dick was this good, she would've given it up to him sooner. He had that dick that was going to make her never leave him alone. Follow his ass home, call his phone almost every 3 minutes, and ask where the hell he was at.

But she ain't wanna be that girl, yet this nasty and disrespectful fucking was about to make her into that psycho. She was wondering if it was his intention, asking herself why he was fucking her like this?

Not even minutes after the first orgasm, she was cumming again, feeling a chill run down her spine. She's never even slept with him before, but by the way his thrusts got sloppy and harsher, his groans mixing in with moans, she knew Enrique was close.

Daniela was trying to get him to cum first, but that just wasn't happening, her body growing stiff as the second orgasm hit her harder this time. Enrique watched how her eyes were once locked on his, starting to flutter until they closed. She couldn't believe the woman she was tonight, clearly not the trooper she thought she was.

"Damnnnn Enrique!" she drags out, cumming and squirting all over him again.

Enrique neared his, too, Daniela lying underneath him as he pulled out of her just enough to thrust back in, Daniela taking a deep breath. His dick was pulsating deep inside of her, the warmth filling her as he released into the condom. There was this relaxed and stress-free feeling washing over them, both greatly satisfied in the way things happened.

She panted heavily, biting down on her bottom lip, trying to calm down from her own orgasm.

The two stayed this way for a couple of seconds before the weight of Enrique's body left hers. It was hot in here now. She slowly closed her legs with her stomach caving in, thinking maybe he was getting rid of the condom until seconds went by and she felt him spread her legs open again.

It was his soft lips on her pussy that made her lift her head, Enrique pushing his tongue between her folds, getting the taste of her arousal to swallow. "Ooh," she breathed, Enrique circling his tongue at her clit before sucking it. "Enrique," she whimpers, calling out to him.

Shock overcame her that he was eating her pussy, Daniela releasing, "Mhmmm, fuck, Enrique."

A night out with a very nasty ending. You thought he was going to finally get a piece of that ass and not eat her pussy, too? Crazy.

Feeling him flatten his tongue between her folds, Daniela lowered her head to the bed and let her fingers find a way to his hair. Her lips parted with an inhale filling her chest, the sigh coming out with a moan.

Daniela was very into it, spreading her legs wider and gently rubbing her pussy against his mouth. "oooo, papi," the name just slipping because his tongue felt wonderful. She had never expected him to eat her pussy this soon, but she wasn't complaining, caressing the back of his head as he ate her out.

Her taste was phenomenal, Enrique getting every ounce of her pussy juice on his tongue. He was slurping the fuck out of her pussy, so pleasingly—making it filthy and sensational. She didn't know what to do, pull him closer or push her hips back when he focused on her swollen, sensitive clit.

From this moment on, Enrique knew he wasn't going to be able to go a day without her pussy on his lips. She tasted so amazing to him, her taste lathering on his taste buds and scent brushing against his nose.