Summer In The City!

Cold outside but my girl Summer is the cure in Budapest. Brunette with those brown eyes you want watching you while she works. She walks in wearing nothing but heels, sits on my couch and spreads like she owns the place. I drop between her thighs and tongue that Hungarian pussy until she’s dripping down my chin, tasting sweet as key lime on a hot day. She grabs my hair, moans, pulls me up so she can taste herself off my lips. We trade places fast. She sinks to her knees, lips stretched around my strap, sucking loud and sloppy while her heels click on the floor. My turn again—fingers knuckle-deep in her, then the thick rubber cock sliding in slow until her whole body jerks. She grabs my ass, begs for more, fucks back against every thrust. We swap toys, swap spit, sweat on leather while the city stays frozen outside.