CamilaBosch

Camila arrived at the apartment, soaked from the rain. As soon as she closed the door, he took her wrist and pulled her towards him. There were no greetings. Only a deep, hungry kiss, as his hands moved down her back, squeezing her buttocks tightly..

He gently pushed her against the wall of the hallway. His large hands went up her thighs, lifting her dress up to her waist. He smiled when he discovered that she wasn't wearing underwear..

—How awful —she whispered against his mouth—. All day waiting for this, right?

Camila nodded, already breathless. He knelt in front of her, opened her legs, and slowly ran his tongue from below up to her clitoris, sucking eagerly. Camila's legs trembled. She grabbed his hair as he devoured her as if he were starving after days, sticking his tongue inside her and then sucking hard..

He knelt between her legs, lowered her underwear, and opened it with his fingers. His tongue immediately found her clitoris, licking it slowly at first, and then with more eagerness. Camila arched her back, grabbing his hair, and pushing her hip against his mouth..

He penetrated me with a single, deep thrust. I screamed. He grabbed my hair with one hand and my hips with the other, and he started to fuck me hard, without mercy. Each thrust made my breasts press against the cold wood of the table..

Just as I was about to run away, he stopped. He stood up, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled out his penis, already hard and ready. He grabbed Camila by the hips and thrust into her with a single, deep push. She screamed, digging her nails into his shoulders..

He started thrusting into her forcefully, causing the sofa to move. Each thrust elicited a louder moan from Camila. He grabbed her hair, forcing her to look at him while he fucked her. He increased the pace, deeper, harder, until Camila arched her back, her legs trembling, clutching him tightly. He didn't stop. He continued penetrating her until he was completely inside her, with a hoarse moan, filling her completely..