Ex-Girlfriend at the Beach Renews Our Love for Just 688

I can’t believe she showed up at the beach, that bitch who broke my heart. But fuck, when I saw her in that tiny bikini, all that anger turned into raw lust. She walked right up to me, dripping wet from the sea, and whispered, ‘I missed you.’ My cock hardened instantly, remembering how tight her pussy felt. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her close, my hand sliding down to squeeze her ass. She moaned, pressing her tits against my chest. ‘Prove it,’ I growled, and she dropped to her knees right there on the sand, unzipping my shorts with a wicked grin. Her mouth was hot and hungry, sucking me off like she wanted to swallow my soul. I came down her throat, and she licked every drop, looking up at me with those slutty eyes. ‘That’s just the start,’ she said, and I knew this was going to be one hell of a night.

We stumbled back to the rental shack, a run-down place with a broken AC and a squeaky bed. She stripped off her bikini, revealing those perfect tits I’d dreamt about, nipples hard and begging for my tongue. I pushed her onto the mattress, spreading her legs wide. Her cunt was already glistening, soaked from the beach and the blowjob. I buried my face between her thighs, licking and sucking her clit until she screamed my name. She came hard, her juices flooding my mouth. Then I flipped her over, grabbed her hips, and slammed my dick into her from behind. She was so fucking tight, even after all this time. I pounded her like a jackhammer, her ass slapping against my thighs. ‘You’re mine,’ I grunted, and she cried out, ‘Yes, yes, fuck me!’ I came inside her, filling her up, marking my territory.

Afterwards, we lay tangled in sweaty sheets, her head on my chest. ‘I never should have left,’ she murmured. I lit a cigarette, blowing smoke rings. ‘You’re here now, that’s all that matters.’ But I knew this was just a game. She’d walk out again, but for tonight, she was my dirty little whore. I pinched her nipple, making her gasp. ‘Round two?’ I asked, already hard again. She grinned, crawling down to take me in her mouth once more. This was our dance—love and hate, pleasure and pain. And I loved every fucking second of it.