Malena Buggered In The Garden

Malena lies sprawled on a white daybed in the garden, legs parted, cunt glistening in afternoon light. She waited an hour past the agreed time, but the moment her lover finally steps into view, every wasted minute stops mattering. He drops to his knees, spreads her open with both thumbs, and buries his tongue inside her. His finger slides up between her cheeks and sinks knuckle-deep into her ass while he sucks on her clit until she comes the first time. She grabs his hair and drags him higher; he tastes her release on his tongue before standing and guiding his cock between her lips. She swallows him to the root, drooling down his balls. He fucks her throat in hard, quick strokes until spit strings hang between her chin and the head of his cock. He swings one leg over her head, shifts them into a sixty-nine, tongue buried in her dripping cunt while she cups his balls, licks the tight sack, sucks each one in turn. With her jaw sore and slick, he pulls free and drives that cock straight into her cunt, thick and steady, then flips her onto all fours and works it into her ass in slow, filthy inches until she begs for harder. They switch positions and holes, never breaking contact, until he leans back on the cushions and she rides him reverse, then straddles his chest. She drops to suck him one last time, mouth open wide, and he comes in hot pulses straight across her tongue, spilling over her lips while she keeps licking until every drop is swallowed.