Iris Licht - Video Vixens

"Go easy, baby," he mentioned, loving her eagerness.

She couldn't help but fondle his towering erection. Montana had given short shrift to her personal needs; now that she had someone of Rusty's potential at her sexual disposal, she was anxious for that barrage of fireworks. She squeezed and nuzzled that big, throbbing cock as though she were a horny virgin about to receive the fucking of her life.

Rusty thought Montana gorgeous. Her beautiful, curvaceous body nearly stole his breath. He couldn't believe he had someone of her luscious quality undulating beneath him.

Once again, her fingers mindlessly combed through his hair until the band that held his brief pony tail was dislodged. His long, dark hair became disheveled from her frivolous pursuit. She gazed at his roguish features, then swept through the thick matting that lined his chest. She felt as though she was with a barbarian, given his total disarray.

Although he had made an effort to leave it be, his hand floated over her furry bush. He parted those ample, juicy lips with his thumb, then sank it home. Montana gasped as his sizable digit became submerged. He fucked her with it for several suspended moments until her pleasure was nearly pushed over the line.

Montana drew her legs around his hair-rough thighs and shivered. Arranging herself on a sofa in her office that wasn't designed for this sort of activity required skill, but she managed.

Rusty peered at her unfurling pussy, her slit succulently moist. Rubbing his hand over her mound, he thrilled at the warmth and softness of her cunt lips, then inserted a finger into her drenched hole.

Within seconds of driving his digit between her legs, Montana felt like cumming. As he finger-fucked her, Montana's head rolled from side to side. Controlling that wildly careening sensation was more a challenge than she thought. Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Her eyes closed and lashes fluttered intermittently.

Rusty slowly stroked his finger in and out of her wanting pussy, affording her an intense thrill.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," she wept as his finger pushed into her juicy crevice. Although it felt good, she yearned for him to get on top and fuck her with the real thing.

Rusty read the message on her contorted face. Taking his pulsing member in hand, he began steering it to her slick orifice. He knew, without having previous knowledge of Montana, that he was about to have the best sex of his life. His cock vibrated hungrily in his grip. He pushed the heavy bulb into her soft, wet flesh. Her cunt lips suctioned his rotund crown, then drew him into her warm, palpitating body. He groaned loudly as her hot slippage engulfed his penetrating shaft.

"Oh, yeah," Montana moaned, feeling that monster split her. She threw back her head, overwhelmed with joy, then slammed her hips upward to capture all of him she could. She snatched up his driving member by frantically jerking her body. He sank into her thumping enclosure, her pink rim embracing his solid base. She continued to buck and writhe until he was entirely planted between her simmering legs. Although immersed, she could feel his pulsations thrive. His excitement stirred her immeasurably.

Once again, Rusty became a slave to his own desires. He forgot he was auditioning for a role in one of Montana Wildwood's movies and began treating the woman he impaled as a piece of ass. He reared back, then plunged into her hot, ready body. His cock sliced through moist, female pulp and derived complete satisfaction. He shut his eyes, blocking reality, and lived for the moment.

Montana wailed in ecstasy. Rusty did everything to make orgasm churn in her recklessly clutching cunthole. She was on fire, enjoying his rapturous submersion. His dick plowed into her snatch, stroking her lubricated passage until she could not neglect the mounting joy. He summoned her unrestrained lust and brought it to the forefront. Whether she cared to show him her untamed side, it sprang forward nonetheless.

He gave her exactly what she subconsciously craved. Those countless nights of yearning were bid farewell by each hammering thrust. Ohhhhhhhhhh. Rusty opened her portal of carnality with cell-bursting fury. Having his cock buried between her legs was like being subjected to a battering ram. The pleasure, however, was deliciously relative.

She lowered her hands to his ass to keep his hips steady. She slammed her pussy to the stem of his cock, gave him a shattering embrace, then glided down his rigid length. She repeated this measure several times before Rusty took possession of her hips and pounded her to breathless halt.

"Fuck me," she sobbed, taking him whole. Her cunt shook as she crammed every bit of his monster into it. Her eyes rolled up at impact. "Fuck me good. Drive it into me! Move that sweet cock!"

His balls slapped the insides of her thighs as he fulfilled her wish. Sweat coursed from his brow, his expression feral as he intensely pumped her. Montana was too aroused to feel anything but pleasure, even when his big thing hammered her snatch.

Rusty grunted as his entire body quaked around her hugging cunt. She worked her pussy over his rock-hard dick, stroking him to weakness. Her soaked walls caressed him. His cock twitched inside her, nearly meeting her womb, then sliding back. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. He fucked through the blockage she created by willing herself tight, then gave it a second thrust to establish his fuck power. His massive girth pinned back her pussy lips as he gored her with his big dick. She gasped at every cunt-spreading lunge he took.

Montana's large, cresting tits were unattended during the initial phase of penetration. Rusty was quick to reclaim them. He fondled them to their mutual delight, running his fingers over the erect nipples while disbursing electricity. He kneaded those fleshy globes, letting them sponge some of the turbulence that ricocheted through his body.

Rusty's feverish massage wildly stimulated Montana. She increased the fury attached to her abandoned thrusts. Those wet, sloppy noises of cunt slipping around cock elevated in pitch. She forced his dick deeper into her grasping channel. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. His mouth dropped open and eyes glistened as he continued to stroke her agitated tits. While affording her a boobs a pleasurable squeeze, he maintained the pounding pressure of his thrusts.

Montana's legs curved around his muscular thighs and she anchored her heels to his flexing ass cheeks. She bent her body and treated herself to several pleasing moments of his mastery. Having all that youth and muscle trapped between her legs, letting it service her starved pussy, was almost more than she could bear. Montana was glad Rusty was many years her junior-he hadn't yet reached his sexual prime. She would have him under contract for a long time.

After Rusty succeeded in nailing her ass to the sofa cushion, he lowered his mouth to hers and engaged her with some exciting tongue play. When his cheeks brushed hers, his beard and mustache scratched her soft skin. She was oblivious to the irritation, too consumed to let something that inconsequential bother her. Her tongue entered his mouth and challenged his spirited tip. He darted at her, then eventually surrendered to her mesmerizing influence. Soon, her lips engulfed his tongue and sucked it into her mouth. His resulting moan thrilled her.

A moment later, their mouths broke free and they availed themselves of air. Montana demonstrated no need for respite. Clinging fiercely to his man's body, she drove her hot pussy around his thrusting cock as she neared orgasm. Perhaps she could have delayed her explosion, but Rusty had so intoxicated her that she wanted to cum. Besides, she had denied herself this delectation for an eternity, it seemed; she deserved its depleting warmth.

"Yeah, baby," Rusty muttered, recognizing that telltale look on her face. "Go for it. Take my cock and cum."