La Caza Tales Pt. 2
Starring: Salma Hayek
Codes: MF, MMF, Romance, Affairs, Oral, Titty Fuck, Facial, Double Penetration
Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.
If you would like to read the first chapter before this one, here is La Caza Tales Pt. 1
. Los Angeles, CaliforniaJuly 2013
Hanging from a white painted ceiling was a fan with rotating blades rotating at a moderate speed in counter clockwise motion. The summer heat had come and made it's presence known quickly once the afternoon hours had come into full effect. By 2 PM, it was better to be inside instead of trying to fight the day in sunlight. Sitting beyond the closed garage door of the secluded mansion back in Hidden Hills was a sleek black 2009 year model Bentley Continental GT. It was parked opposite next to a black BMW that usually resided in the same spot after a day in town. The views shined with an aesthetic of prestige beyond tinted windows that created a level of privacy. Salma Hayek knew how to carry herself in class and style, passing on her trademark to Winston Moss as he was now learning from under her thumb.
Salma had already began growing more fond of Winston in the passing months, such feelings had resulted in her decision to take their relationship into a new direction. She had given him a taste of her adventurous side by introducing him to what she called 'La Caza', all beginning on that special afternoon when she had caught sight of Scarlett Johansson from afar and felt a lustful hunger brewing inside of her. The result was inviting the buxom blonde over to their hidden home for a day none of the three of them would ever forget. That event was now three months ago but it remained at the center of Winston's mind throughout many days he was alone without Salma's company, sitting at home and having wild fantasies about the woman he loved. It had amused him how Salma discarded Scarlett once she was of no use to them anymore that day, not even saying goodbye to the woman.
It was that cold, calculating and almost cutthroat demeanor that Winston admired so dearly from Salma. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and once satisfaction had been reached, whatever it was could easily be discarded. That was how she handled Scarlett once they were finished with her. When he had first met her and entered her inner-circle, he was afraid that she would do the same for him, but Winston knew better at this point. Salma had reassured him many times by now how useful she found him, as a man working for her and the ideal side affair. He wasn't about to complain, for the position he found himself in with this new life alongside her was worth every sacrifice he had made to start new again. Regret never crept it's way among his thoughts, especially not on a day like this when he had her beautiful face grinning back at him, flashing those perfect white teeth. Forty-seven years old, Salma's beauty proved to age finer than any wine.
Her big brown eyes gazed up at him as she sat down over the plush padded white table near the couch in the living room. It was the same white table they had made great use for various positions involving Scarlett a couple months ago. It was a Wednesday afternoon and Salma had called Winston in advance the previous day to give him notice she would be coming over to spend quality time with her side-man. Back in the kitchen, two wine glasses sat with only a few drops remaining at the bottom of one. A quick meal had been followed by a couple drinks and passionate kisses. Now Winston was standing shirtless in front of Salma, his hands shoved down into the pockets of his blue pair of gym trunks while she sat on that very table they found useful. Beyond her soft pink lips, her teeth were bared as she gave him a devious grin. Her long black hair split down the middle, flowing down her ears with a pair of large gold hoop ear rings that were lightly visible from beyond.
Down on the floor was a black blouse that had already been thrown to the side when she removed it from her voluptuous body. Winston didn't utter a word when Salma took off the lacy black bra that encased her world class, legendary breasts. That occurred merely a few minutes ago, along with slipping the black skirt off to disrobe the outfit she had arrived in. Only a black thong remained covering her luscious body and the pair of black high heel pumps that she didn't plan on removing. Her hands shoved down onto the edge of the padded white table, still grinning at him before she raised them up and squeezed her breasts between her arms. Down below, Salma could clearly see the poking bulge in the front of his shorts, proving that his hands weren't the only thing hidden from her eye within the last article of clothing on his body. Her eyes glared back up at him as she moved her arms away from her breasts.
Salma closed her eyes for a moment, roaming her hands down her bare tits and then playing with her nipples. Winston watched as she pinched both of them between her finger tips, then using that light grip to slightly pull them up before letting go. Her boobs bounced lightly as they escaped her grasp. Salma let out a soft moan, then gripping her tits once again to give them a light squeeze. All in all, he still refused to utter a single word and disturb this quiet display of absolute lust. Once she was done squeezing him with her tits shoved together, Salma let go and raised her arms, roaming her hands through her long black hair to move her locks beyond her shoulders and revealing her large golden hoop ear rings into his view. While doing this, she stood up and then gazed back into his eyes once more while biting down on her lower lip. Salma then proceeded to slowly lower herself down to her knees over the carpet below. Smirking at the bulge sticking up in his shorts, she proceeded to crawl slowly towards him.
Winston took a deep breath but still refused to say anything to break this silence among the room. Salma wasn't saying anything, as he only had the sound of her slight moan and deep breathing to give him any indication of what words may form from her soothing voice. When she came to a stop from crawling and began to rest on her knees, the Mexican goddess ran both of her hands up to the front of his pants to give his bulging cock a subtle squeeze. He breathed in heavily once more, looking down to see the grin over her face as she squeezed his dick from within the shorts once more. Salma glanced away from him and centered her focus on the front of his shorts, now roaming both of her hands over the front of them in a way to drive him wild, his cock still growing from her tease act. Gripping it with both hands again, Salma bit down on her lower lip and glanced up at Winston, giving him a goofy grin.
"Is there something you want down there, babe?"
Finally, he had spoken words to break the silence while feeling her squeezing his cock from within his pants. Salma quirked her eyebrows up before replying to him.
"Such a pointless question. You already know the answer, mi amor..."
She grinned at him one final time, with a 'matter of fact' answer in her low voice. Winston took a deep breath as Salma squeezed his cock for a final time. Moving both of her hands to the sides where the elastic band of his shorts was, he could see his bulging member poking up beneath her chin as she gazed up into his eyes while slowly sliding his shorts down. Strings of his ball hair became exposed but Winston could do nothing but stare down into those gorgeous brown eyes while Salma was pushing his shorts down with the palms of her hands. No underwear beneath to contain his cock as the semi-hard pole was released with a light bounce. Salma glanced away from Winston's face to look forward at his cock facing her. Raising up her right hand, she quickly wrapped her fingers around and leaned down to lick his thick shaft.
Taking in a deep breath, Winston stilled himself for what was about to come. He knew the games that Salma liked to play with him, using a slow tease act as a way to toy with him while his erection was growing hard. He could've predicted his next move as she shoved the head of his cock to her lips and gave it a kiss while glaring back up at him with those big brown eyes. What he didn't expect was to feel her left hand squeezing his balls, rolling them within the palm of her hand for a moment before she tilted his cock upward and then gazed down at the head. Salma bit down on her lower lip with a smug smile of satisfaction before moving both of her hands around each side of his hard dick. She tilted her head to the right, rubbing her fingers across each side of his member, massaging it and teasing with her finger tips while looking up into Winston's eyes once more. If only he could read the silent expression on her face of how impressed she was with cradling his shaft within her grasp.
Winston moaned as she brought the head of his cock back to her lips and then moved her hands away as the first act of sucking came after Salma twirled her tongue around the head. Taking in a deep breath as he anticipated this moment, Winston moved his right hand down to touch over her hand near his leg as Salma proceeded to slip his cock into her mouth. Slowly, she sucked on the first few inches of his shaft sensually, breaking eye contact as she let out a muffled moaning sound that sent vibrations into him. This was only the beginning, as he knew her lustful craving would soon be unleashed upon him. Moving her hands away from his skin entirely, Salma shoved more of his cock into her mouth and then opened her eyes, gazing up at him as she pulled back to the head and then placed her hands down onto the carpet floor below.
It was only when she came to a halt with her movements did Winston realize what she was hinting to. He slowly thrust forward, watching inches of his cock sink into her mouth as Salma moaned and slightly gagged muffled noises from her filled mouth. Her eyes never left his as he pulled back until only the head was still between her lips. Taking in another thrust, he listened to the muffled sounds her mouth generated, 'mmmmmmm', vibrations felt within him. Finally, he couldn't hold himself back from moaning while thrusting into her mouth once more. Salma leaned forward, taking him further into her mouth, sucking inch after inch as she slid her lips down to the base of his rod. He didn't anticipate deep-throat action from her so suddenly, now listening to the light gag and slobbering noises she made. Groaning at the pleasure she gave him, Winston stepped back, pulling his cock free from her loving mouth.
He spoke aloud moaning while looking at small drool strings now dangling from Salma's open mouth. Winston's shorts were still pushed down to his ankles below and now he was stepping backwards slightly, kicking them behind him while Salma grinned at him. She knew that move all too well. When he finally disposed of his shorts or underwear, that was a small sign to her that his dominant side was ready to come out and play with her. The teasing act had paid off so far, but it wouldn't hurt to tempt him further with her seductive tone of voice.
"Are you running away from me?"
Salma giggled at his response, watching him move his right hand down to grip his shaft.
"Then bring that big cock back over here to me..."
Stepping back towards her, Winston grinned as Salma sat back up. He moved the head of his cock down to her right cheek, teasing her in return before letting go of it. All she did was move her small lips and kiss the head while gazing up at his eyes and sinking his cock back between her lips. Still moving at a slow pace, she bobbed her head up and down while slobbering all over his shaft. 'mmmm, mmmmm', Salma let out muffled moans like before she pulling his cock from her lips with a loud popping noise. Winston watched as she moved her lips down below and then felt them on his nuts. Her mouth opened wide as she sucked one of his balls, squeezing it between her lips as her right hand gripped his cock hard.
As he called out to her, Salma's eyes gazed up at him. Her fingers remained gripping his shaft tightly while her tongue rolled around over his nut, then popping it out of her mouth. Knowing that his entire attention was devoted on her now, Salma lapped her tongue over his hanging nuts below. She kissed his hairy sack before parting her lips again and sucking the other nut between them. He watched her right side jaw inflate lightly as she slobbered all over his nut sack lovingly. Those big brown eyes refused to break away, still gazing up at him as she began to slowly stroke his cock back and forth with her right hand while sucking on his balls. She closed her eyes momentarily, opening them to look back to his shaft in front of her. Once she was done showing his balls a bit of tenderness, Salma popped them out of her mouth and then ran her tongue upward from the underside of his cock, licking it until she reached the head.
Glancing down at the head of his cock, Salma moved her right hand down to the base and then spit on the head. She gazed back up into Winston's eyes as she enveloped her lips back around his hard cock and slid it into her mouth once more. This time, she sucked him slightly faster than before, bobbing her head up and down as she took inch after inch of his cock into her mouth. Within seconds she went deeper, taking more of his cock between her lips and sucking it so sensually. This was love between them. No words needed to be spoken as she pleasured Winston with her mouth. He let out a loud moan as Salma pulled her lips back to the head of his cock and released it with a popping noise. She spit on it once more and repeated the same movement, pushing the head between her lips and pulling it back out again.
Pop. Pop. Pop. That was the sound that repeated from Salma's teasing move. She gritted her teeth, grinning at him down below, knowing that the little things like this always drove the man crazy. A small string of saliva dangled from the left corner of her mouth, breaking off down to her chin as Salma licked the head of his cock. It was time to pick up the speed once more as she was ready to go into another gear with slobbering all over his hard shaft. Salma moved her hands down below to her large breasts, holding them up as she pushed her lips back down over his rod. Her eyes closed, locked into an intimate concentration. Once again, she was bobbing her head up and down, but much faster this time as she moaned muffled noises into his shaft.
'Mmm, mmmm, mmmmmm', Salma's muffled voice was somewhat coherent from her moans, as the only sounds within the room beyond his moaning voice. Winston was forced to take a deep breath before grunting. Her large golden hoop ear rings moved lightly, swaying along with her dark hair but Winston was watching her boobs down below bounce slightly within her grasp. While Salma was savoring him, devouring every inch of his hard cock, Winston suddenly wanted her breasts. He reached down with his right hand, gripping the base of his cock to get her attention. Salma pulled her lips off with it, making another audible popping sound. As new strings of drool dangled from her lower lip, Winston reached down with his right hand, fondling her left tit as a subtle hint to what he wanted. Since Salma's hands were already down below shoving her tits up, all she had to do was part a passageway down the middle. Winston didn't utter a word as he shoved his cock right between her legendary breasts.
"Yes... like that."
Salma spoke up to him in her low voice as she felt his lengthy shaft shoving up between her tits. She moved her hands to the sides, pushing her breasts together to trap his cock between them. Winston wasn't the only one desiring this, as she wanted him to fuck her tits now. As he made the first thrust at a hard pace, she let out a moan. Flicking her tongue over her lips, Salma tried to spit down onto the head of his cock as it poked up but Winston moved too fast, as it was already back between her tits when her trail of saliva slathered over her skin.
This was one of the ultimate acts of pleasure for Winston. There was nothing better in his life than getting to fuck Salma Hayek's tits. Letting out a loud moan, he bucked his hips and thrust his cock hard between her breasts. Salma's body rocked lightly, as she let out another moan.
"Mmmmmmmm, yes. Fuck my titties! Ohhhhh yeah, jus' like dat!"
As if he needed any encouragement at all, Salma gave him a little in spoken word with her heavy accent slightly slurring her speech. Her eyes glanced down, watching the head of his cock poke up with each thrust and then Winston began to slow down, as he usually did. She smiled up at him seeing his face all curled up in pleasure.
"Oh my god, that's beautiful..."
Unable to hold back reminding her just how beautiful this image was to see his cock shoved between those amazing breasts. Salma let out a louder moan, glancing away from him to look back down at the head of his cock still poking up between her tits. When Winston resumed pumping his cock back and forth between then, she flicked her tongue over the head each time it shoved up. Winston moved slow, taking in a deep breath each time he felt his cock pushing up between those tits. Salma stopped licking at the head with each thrust, now able to properly spit on that cock as it pumped through her tits. She looked back up at his face again, smiling once more.
"Mmmmmm, feels so good..."
Curving her lips into a smile as he pumped that cock between her tits with another thrust, Salma spoke once more.
"Fuck my tits..."
Still in her low, seductive tone of voice. She knew how to speak to Winston affectionately and just when she needed to yell at him and turn on the heat. Leaning her head down, Salma parted her lips to allow the the head of his dick to slide up between them and suck on it with each thrust. Winston groaned, soon hearing the popping noises she made loudly with her mouth each time his cock slide back between her tits. Pop. Pop. Pop.
"Ohhhhh my god, fuckkk!!"
As Winston cried out to her, he came to a sudden stop pumping his cock between her tits. Salma seen the opportunity now to let go of her breasts and grab his cock with her right hand. Licking her lips, Salma spit on it before guiding his long shaft back into her mouth. She looked into his eyes while moving her hands to fix her hair beyond her shoulders. Winston stood there, taking in a deep breath as he felt Salma sucking inch after inch of his fat cock. It was time to finally take control with how far she was pushing him with her aggressive cock-sucking skills. Winston moved his right hand down to stroke his fingers through her long dark hair. When Salma felt his fingers tightening up a grip, her big brown eyes gazed up at him and she came to a halt. He took a step back, pulling his cock from her lips playfully creating a pop noise. That smug grin on his face told Salma that he was teasing her by pulling his rod from her lips.
"I'm not done sucking on this cock yet..."
He chuckled at her soft spoken words. Still gripping her hair, Winston thrust the head of his back to Salma's parted lips, watching her tongue dart out and flick over it. Bucking his hips forward, he let out a moan as his cock shoved back into her mouth. 'Mmmmmmmm', Salma moaned over it in satisfaction and then Winston raised up his left hand, moving it over her head to grip her hair. She knew what was about to come as he had prepared himself to truly fuck her mouth with his long shaft. Salma moved her hands down to her breasts, giving them a squeeze as she could feel the wetness down below over her mound. It would be some time before he entered her, as she could easily guess now that they were slowly moving into the act of face-fucking. Winston used his right hand to collect the hair towards her face, brushing it beyond her ears as he softly caressed through those long black locks, gazing down at her beautiful face.
She refused to glance away, still locking her sight directly up at him. Winston began to buck his hips and drive his cock into her mouth just as Salma had shoved her nipples between her fingers of both hands, giving her breasts a hard squeeze as she soon let out a muffled moan.
His hard cock pumped and thrust between her lips, shoving to the back of her throat and causing her to gag a bit, choking on his length. Going at a slow pace, he almost came to a complete halt when Salma choked, but Winston didn't stop. Streams of saliva began to leak from the corners of her mouth, running down her neck while she gave her tits one more squeeze. His hands curled up her hair, getting a solid grip as Winston continued to buck his hips and fuck her mouth.
Still gazing up into his eyes, Salma knew just when to play the act of a submissive kitten when Winston took control. She made various slobbering and sucking noises as his cock drove into her mouth repeatedly. It sounded to him almost as if she were trying to talk, if only her mouth was filled with several inches of his meat pole. Opening her mouth wide, she gagged on his cock loudly, creating another musical bridge of such sounds.
Salma soon closed her lips back around his cock and then closed her eyes. Her hands remained smashed up against her breasts down below, feeling her erect nipples poking up into her palms as Winston continued to pump inch after inch of his thick cock into her mouth. She could hear him breathe, soon whispering to her as he slowed down a bit.
"Just like that, baby... Yes, just like that."
Her eyes re-opened, gazing back up at him while still sucking each inch he shoved into her mouth. Winston was slowing down as he moved his hands to re-adjust a grip in her dark hair. He never moved too fast or pulled her hair with a rougher touch than she liked. For him, there were few greater pleasures in life than being able to look down and see his cock sliding in and out of the mouth of Salma Hayek. Only one thing he enjoyed better than this vision was the next bit of act that was to come. Winston watched Salma move her hands away from her breasts down below only to use her fingers and play with her nipples. Adjusting his hands beyond the back of her head, roaming through her hair, Winston took a step back to pull his cock from her lips with a popping sound. As Salma looked up at him, he didn't have to utter a single word. From seeing his eyes fixated down on her tits, she knew his next desire.
Saliva dripped from both sides of his veiny shaft as it was just beneath her busty chest. Salma moved her hands over each tit, pulling them apart while adjusting herself down on the floor to sit up perfectly. Like clock work, Winston stepped forward and shoved his cock directly down the middle passage she created for her tits to cradle his shiny, slobber soaked shaft. Salma could still feel his hands through her hair, moving any locks out of the way. She let out a moan, glancing down at his cock while squeezing her tits around it. Parting her lips, she spit a long string of saliva that dangled from her lower lip and broke off just as Winston began to buck his hips forward and slowly fuck her tits for the second time today. Taking in a deep breath, Winston moaned out to her.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck yeah babe..."
Grabbing the base of his cock with his right hand, Winston kept his left hand on her head, still holding a few locks of her hair as he was pulling his cock from between her tits. Salma watched as he shoved the head of his rod up against her left nipple and proceeded to beat it up against her skin. Smack. Smack. Smack. She bit down on her lower lip, glaring up at him before he alternated his cock to her right tit and repeated the same action. The thumping sound echoed while Salma let out a soft moan audible from Winston's heavy breathing. Once he was done teasing her, he pushed his cock right back between her tits. Salma had broke eye contact to watch the action between her tits, causing Winston to pull her hair with his left hand and divert her eyesight back up at him.
"Just like that, baby..."
He whispered at her, causing her to reply back in a submissive voice.
"Jus' like dat?"
Hearing her accent slur her speech lightly, Winston couldn't help but moan. He loved Salma's voice, especially when she talked to him like that. He moved his left out from her hair, then used both hands to softly caress her face and move every bit of hair that had gotten towards her face. Salma smiled at him, soon feeling his left hand find it's place to the back of her head like before and his right hand gently cupping her neck from behind. He had her locked in a position to gaze up at him as he began to buck his hips back and forth, driving his fat cock between her wonderful breasts. Taking a deep breath, he concentrated his view first at her beautiful eyes, then the action down below with his fat cock pumping between those tits. Salma moaned to him.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhhhh yes... Mas, mas... no pares..."
Winston wasn't sure what words she uttered to him in Spanish descent, but he continued to pump his cock between her tits while Salma bit down on her lower lip and moaned. Her teeth flashed to him with that same devious eye he knew from her. Breaking eye contact, she took a look down to witness his cock pulsing through her tits. Winston slowed down and then made a hard thrust, his cock pumping towards her and then Salma moaned again while raising her head back up and closing her eyes as she called out to him.
"Mmmmmm, yes... Yes! Don't stop, don't stop, por favor! Mas, mas!"
Hearing her speak more Spanish and an almost begging tone of voice in desperation, Winston began to pump his cock between her tits faster. His hands moved, now both palms cupping the cheeks of her face. Her large gold hoop ear rings dangled against his knuckles.
"Talk to me, baby!"
"Fuck my tits, Winston!"
That was all she was going to say to him as his cock was now pumping between her tits at a much faster pace. Salma glanced down with Winston moving his hands away from her face. The head of his cock poked her chin, causing her to part her lips and dip her tongue out. Each time the crown of his rod poked up, she licked it again and again. The sound of his grunting and heavy breathing could be heard loudly. Salma could feel the trickling sweat and fresh juices trailing down her thighs below, soaking her thong down. Gazing up in his eyes, she bit down on her lower lip and raised her head. Winston refused to slow down as he was still bucking his hips forward so that fat cock could continue thrusting between her perfect breasts. At the rate he was going, it wouldn't be long before he blew his load for her.
"Ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh god!"
Salma's voice called out, moaning to him as she could no longer resist the urge from down below. With each passing second of Winston fucking her tits, the heat from her soaked labia was calling to her attention. Her grip had nearly slipped with her hands pressing over her boobs. Salma eventually let go of them, causing Winston's cock to flop freely towards her face and instantly alerting him. She wrapped her right hand fingers around it and began to climb up from her knees.
"I can't take it anymore! I need you to fuck me!"
Without replying to her in words, Winston reached down for her arms, helping pull Salma up from her knees. She shoved her busty chest up against his as he wrapped his arms around her to embrace for a passionate kiss. Closing his eyes, he moaned into her mouth as his hands caressed her skin from behind, roaming down her back and finding her firm ass cheeks. When Salma could feel him squeezing her buttocks, she broke the kiss only for Winston to plant his lips down the right side of her neck. His fingers moved to the sides, pulling at her thong as he tugged it down. Once it fell down to her ankles, she stepped her heels out of it and then pulled away from him. Looking at him with a smug grin on her face, she began to step backwards, knowing that his eyes were locked on her voluptuous figure before him.
Raising up her right hand, she motioned with her index finger for him to come hither. Salma quirked her eyebrows and delivered a devious grin back at her lover man. As Winston began to step towards her, she stepped back until the edge of the large white leather couch from behind was touching her tanned skin. Sitting down on the couch now, Salma leaned back until she was laying on her back and took a moment to spread her legs out and tease him with her juicy wet cunt exposed before him. Winston glanced down to see it, his eyes trailing down the small little bit of hair Salma usually kept above her vulva lips. In all of her glory, those pretty pink lips were begging for attention and she didn't hesitate to use her right hand to reach down and play with her clit. Stepping towards her, Salma called out.
"Fuck me, Winston. Don't make me beg you, mi amor. I need to feel you inside of me right now."
Her voice called out to him in desperation but also delivering an order. Winston gripped his cock with his right hand, easing it towards Salma as he watched her stomach move a bit from exhaling heavily. As he slid his cock inside of her, he moaned at the complete feeling of her tight warmth around him. Salma moved her legs, arching both of them up on his shoulders and nearly squeezing at his neck as Winston now moved one hand up her right leg and the other pushing down onto the couch. big brown eyes gazed up at him like so many times throughout the past hour and Salma called out to him.
"Come on, fuck me! Fuck me like you love me, Winston!!"
Words of encouragement had the effect, for when Salma yelled at him, that was cue for Winston to begin bucking his hips to drive his cock back and forth inside of her. He watched her lower lip drop as she began to moan out to him in lustful approval.
"Yes, yessssss! Ohhhhhhh, yesssss!!"
Salma had raised her right hand up, shoving her palm up against Winston's chest on the left side, feeling his heart beat racing through his body as he thrust every inch of his cock within her. His eyes glanced away from her face as she attempted to give him a smile. Just below, he watched her natural breasts shake and bounce wildly with rippling waves of movement from the intensity in which he pumped his cock into her back and forth. Her long black hair spread out over the white leather surface of the plush couch giving him the sight of a goddess before him. Salma moved her legs closer to his neck from beyond his shoulders, her heels dangling as she attempted to curl up her toes from within him. Winston had began fucking harder and faster with each passing second. As she looked into his eyes, once more she called out to him.
"Ohhhhhh, yes! Yessssss! Dat's it, OHHHHHHHHHHH YEAH!!"
Winston gritted his teeth, letting out a grunt as he couldn't glance away from her body in front of him. Salma had locked his head in place using her strong legs and now she had closed her eyes, adjusting her head upward a bit while laying over the couch. A smug, satisfied grin curved on her lips momentarily as he continued to pound his cock into her pussy with each passing second. Salma broke her facial expression only to cry out to him.
"OHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! FUCKKKKKK!!"
Her eyes re-opened and then she glared at Winston before moving her legs from his shoulders, spreading them out. Her slight movement caught him off guard long enough to slow down. Winston moved his left hand up to caress Salma's right arm, still feeling her touch over the left side of his chest. When he came to a stop, he raised up her right hand, pushing it up against his left hand. Their fingers crossed together as they held hands in a way that caused Salma to laugh. Winston was gazing down at the sight of his cock still lodged within her tight cunt.
"Sit down, I wanna get on top."
His eyes shifted to see the smirk on her face. Winston let go of Salma's hand and then leaned down to kiss her lips softly. He pulled his cock from her pussy and then moved to sit down, right next to her. Before he had fully sat down, Salma was already climbing over him and getting into this new position. Her hands reached down for his mighty shaft, holding it upward as she bent her knees to straddle him. Salma didn't waste any time impaling herself down on that thick cock, Winston groaned as he felt his rod inside of her once again.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck! Get on top babe, yes!"
She ignored his words, leaning over with those big tits hovering over his face. Salma began to roll her hips, driving that cock inside of her as Winston placed his hands on her hips and began to thrust forward. Salma gasped as she felt him pump inside of her and then his right hand moved down to grip her left cheek, squeezing it hard as Winston leaned back over the couch and began to pump his cock forward into her. His thrusts met with the speed from her hip movements and soon, Salma came to a stop and let him take over. Her lower lip dropped and she began to scream out to him once again while her giant tits shook and bounced near his face.
"OHHHHHHHHH, YEAH!! DON'T STOP, YEAH!! DON'T STOP, JUS' LIKE DAT, OHHHHHHH GOD!!"
Voice elevating into full screams, Salma's cries echoed throughout the room, as Winston raised his right hand and brought it down hard spanking her ass. The smacking sound was audible over her loud voice as he pumped every inch of his fat cock upward into her tight pussy. His balls smacked down onto the undersides of her plump ass cheeks as he watched her breasts bounce before him. He wanted to reach out and grab them with his hands, but refused to let go of her ass cheek in one hand and the grip he had over one of her curvy hips in the other hand. Her long black hair sway wildly with her golden hoop ear rings moving through locks of hair. Salma soon gritted her teeth for a moment, closing her eyes before screaming out to him more.
"DON'T STOP, MAKE ME CUM! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, OHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSS!!"
He responded to her screams by raising his right hand again and smacking her phat ass from behind. Winston knew she had to be close with the intensity they were fucking at now. Salma shoved her palms down over his hair chest, raking her fingernails down onto his skin as she gritted her teeth. Winston couldn't hold back the urge to his right hand one more time and spank her ass. The smack echoed through the room as he came to a stop, pumping his cock into that tight pussy one last time. He knew she was close, all from experience during their lustful affairs over the course of time. Salma whimpered, exhaling heavily as she began to slowly ride his cock a little bit, bouncing herself up and down on it. At last, he moved his hands to grab at those breasts swinging in front of him, knowing the time of her orgasm was drawing to an end.
"FUCK, OHHHHHH FUCK! OHHHHHHHHH!!"
Salma slammed herself down on his cock hard as Winston began to grunt at the feeling of her orgasm. His hands squeezed over her breasts hard as body shook and she began to cry out.
"Ohhhhh, Salma, baby... FUCK!!"
Unable to coherently utter any meaningful words, Winston screamed upon feeling her warm juices from within flooding his dick. This was always the most difficult moment during their heated lust. For Winston to hold back his own orgasm from inside of Salma was never an easy task, but she tended to lessen the difficulty. Looking down at him, she could see the expression on his face with muscles curled up as he tried to hold back. Salma took a deep breath, catching herself as she pushed down on his stomach and then raised herself up. Using her right hand, she carefully pulled his wet cock from her cunt. An instant gush of her excess warm juices sprayed down over his stomach.
"Mmmmmmmm, let me clean that up for you."
With a smirk across her small lips, Salma stomped her heels down into the floor as she was now gripping his shaft with both hands. Winston knew she craved the taste of her own juices and now he was laying back on the couch feeling her tongue lap over his chest to clean up the bit of mess that had spilled onto his skin. Once she was done, Salma's attention redirected back at his mighty shaft cradled in her hands. She flicked her tongue over the head, licking more of her love nectar as Winston began to lean up from the couch. Salma figured he was about to move so she took a few steps back, not letting go of his cock. His feet touched the floor and Winston stood up precisely as she guessed. Letting go of his cock momentarily, she positioned herself down on her knees then reached back and grabbed it once more with her right hand.
"Jerk it, baby..."
Winston's words caused her to glare up at him as she began to pump her hand up and down his shaft. Salma grinned at him. Her juices over his cock made for lube causing her hand to glide up and down his cock with ease. He moaned out to her.
"Yessssss, ohhhhh man."
"Jou like dat?"
It was impossible for him to hold back his smile and a slight chuckle as Salma had answered him back with her accent slurring her words lightly. She continued to grin at him, still stroking his cock with her fingers gripping it tightly as if she owned it. In fact, she did own him. Winston was her man, standing tall and ready as she was about to finish him. Glancing down at the head of his cock, she brought it into her mouth and pulled it out making a loud pop noise. Salma then spit on his cock and looked back into his eyes while still wanking him up and down.
"I want jou to cum in my face, please."
Parting her lips, she licked the head of his cock and spoke again. The flare of her accent came out strong.
"Or in my mouth."
Once again Salma parted her lips but stuck her tongue out this time. She beat the head of his shaft up against her tongue, teasing him as it produced smacking noises. When she stopped, Salma used her free hand to raise her left breast and then smacked his cock up against her left nipple. Winston didn't utter a word as he listened to the similar noises produced. Smack. Smack. Smack. He let out a moan just before her eyes looked back at him and she let go of his cock. Winston watched Salma grab her breasts and shove his cock back between them. He groaned in excitement, nearly blowing his load right then and there at the sensational feeling of having his cock between those wonderful breasts once more. He didn't hesitate to begin bucking his hips forward, fucking her tits for the third and final time today.
"Mmmmm, yes! OHHHHHHH, YEAH! FUCK MY TITS!!"
To hear Salma demanding him to continue with her screaming voice, Winston could not hold himself back as he began to buck his hips as hard as he possibly could. She curved her eyebrows, giving him a devious look as she gazed up at him. Those big hoop ear rings shook back and forth with each hard thrust Winston took to drive his cock back and forth between those tits. The expression on his face told Salma all she needed to know, as he was lost in a fury of pleasure and trying his hardest to hold back his orgasm. She knew Winston all too well to figure out his habits. As he pumped and thrust his cock between her breasts, she called out to him.
"Cum for me! Cum for me, Winston!"
Still pumping his shaft between her tits, Winston grunted as he tried to stop himself. He could feel his seed surging through his veins with her brown eyes gazing up at him, just begging him to finally lose control. With one last thrust, he reached down with his right and grabbed his cock. When he pulled his rod free from her tits, Salma knew precisely what to do. She closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out for him, tilting her head up as she went 'ahhhhh', begging to be drenched in his sticky seed. His hand tightened around his shaft, stroking it fast as he looked down at her beautiful face.
Letting out a growl in his voice, Winston's hand slid down to the base of his shaft as it began to erupt. The first string of his cum flew with such powerful force it completely missed her face with only a few droplets splashing in her hair while most of the wad went behind her entirely and made a mess on the floor.
Slightly panicking, Winston tilted his cock downward a bit. The next spurt of cum almost missed her face, streaking into her hair with a few thick droplets covering her forehead and nose. Salma could feel the warm sticky substance coating her skin, as well as the wad dripping in her hair. Still stroking his cock, Winston slowed down and a good string of cum finally splattered over her face, slathering above her right eyebrow and across her forehead. A small string fell down to her upper lip and over the right side of her nose. Salma moaned, her mouth remaining parted to catch a thick droplet of cum as he continued to wank his cock and blow his load over her.
"Fuck, ohhhhhh man!"
Another string shot out of Winston's rod, drenching her forehead and down the right side of her nose. Salma leaned up a bit, making sure that he had a good aim at her face playing as a canvas for his sticky white seed. A wad of cum shot directly up her forehead, streaking into her hair and then she moaned out to him.
"Ohhhhh, god yes..."
Mouth still parted with her tongue hanging out, Salma soon felt another string of cum splashing over her right cheek and just below her eye. She could hear Winston panting almost in exhausting as he continued to wank his cock to empty the final remains of cum from within his balls that had been built up through all their fucking. When she didn't feel anymore cum splashing on her face, she reached down below and found his nut sack and began to massage it while slowly opening her eyes and looking up at him. For the time being, Winston had her big brown eyes locked on him with his cum dripping down her face and hair. He fed the head of his cock into her mouth and felt Salma's lips squeeze around it.
"God you look so beautiful, baby. You are a fucking goddess, even when you're sticky like that."
She ignored his words while milking the final drops of cum from his cock into her loving mouth. Salma only moved her hand away from his balls after she knew he was completely depleted of cum. Snatching his cock from her lips, she playfully formed an O with her lips for one final act of teasing. Winston realized what she was hinting to and thrust his cock back between her lips only to pull out and make a pop noise. She kept her lips in position, inviting him to do it one more time just so they could both hear that wonderful popping sound for a final time. Salma bit down on her lower lip, flashing her teeth at him as the cum trickled down her face. When Winston stepped back, he could see a bit of droplets down below on her left breast. A string of cum dripped from her hair while her face was decorated mess mostly from the right side.
"I'm a goddess?"
Her words had caused him to smile. Winston stood there curving his lips into a slow but smug grin, almost in the same way Salma liked to do. He watched her use her right hand middle finger to scoop up some of the cum from her face and then suck it dry. After a moment of admiring her beautiful display before him, he nodded his head and was ready to reply. With a moment like this, Winston was eager to profess his feelings of tenderness for her. If only it was that easy to admit such strong feelings.
"Yeah, my goddess."