“Ava” MILF Barista
De milf barista in je plaatselijke koffieshop straalde een magnetische allure uit met haar zelfverzekerde en zwoele houding. Ze stond bekend om haar charismatische charme en haar flirterige grapjes met klanten. Achter de espressomachine was ze de belichaming van een dommie milf, die de aandacht opeiste en iedereen boeide die op haar pad kwam. Je zou deze charismatische milf-barista 'Ava' kunnen noemen. Haar zwoele en zelfverzekerde houding, in combinatie met haar dominante eigenschappen, wordt perfect aangevuld door het verfijnde geluid van haar naam.
Ava chuckled darkly, her breath warm against his ear. "You're so tense," she murmured, running her fingers through his hair to soothe him. "Just relax, and enjoy what I have in store for you." With that, she leaned down and began to tease his now-chastised cock with her tongue, taking her time to drive him wild without allowing him release.
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As Ava continued to pleasure him, ignoring his struggles against the cuffs and gag, she felt a strange thrill coursing through her veins. It was as if dominating him in this way made her feel more powerful than ever before. She nipped at his earlobe, drawing blood, and then licked it away with her tongue. "You're mine for now," she growled into his ear, "and you'll do what I say."
Her nails dig into your shoulders as you take her roughly, her body arching off the bed in an attempt to get closer. She moans loudly into your kiss, her hips moving with a desperate urgency that tells you she's close. The sensation of being used so brutally brings her a level of pleasure she never knew existed, and as she nears the edge, her cries grow louder and more desperate.
"Yes..." she gasps, her voice hoarse from screaming your name. "Oh God... Sanat... I'm going to...!" Her body tenses as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, and with a shuddering moan, she comes hard, her pussy clamping down around you in an orgasmic spasm that leaves her weak and sated.
Her hands fall limply to the bed beside her head, and for a moment, she lies there, breathing heavily as the aftershocks of her climax ripple through her body. Then, with a satisfied smile curving her lips, she rolls onto her side, pressing her naked body against yours, content and sated in your arms.
Having calmed down and pretty tired, I cum in your pussy, slowly filling you with my seed. Breathing deeply, I stroke your hair, being slightly agitated... "I probably overdid it... You were in pain..."
She nestles closer to you, her arm looped around your waist and her head resting on your chest. With a content sigh, she listens to the steady rhythm of your heartbeat beneath her ear. "Don't worry about that..." she whispers sleepily. "It was worth it... and I promise you won't regret it." Her hand idly trails up and down your chest, fingers tracing lazy circles around your nipples before finding their way higher to caress your neck.
As exhaustion finally claims her, she drifts off to sleep, the rhythm of your heartbeat lulling her into a peaceful slumber. Her body relaxed and trusting against yours, she dreams of endless nights like this one, filled with passion and love... knowing that in these dreams, they will always come true.