HUNT4K. Blondie wanted a new tattoo so she fucked with a stranger in front of her Boyfriend [Czech]

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The stench of cheap beer and stale tobacco clung to the air as the Czech tattoo parlor hummed with a mix of drunken revelry and the steady buzz of ink guns. Blondie, a knockout with legs for days and tits that could stop traffic, strutted in, her eyes locked onto the stranger she’d picked up earlier. Her boyfriend trailed behind, a mix of jealousy and lust churning in his gut as he watched her approach the tall, dark-haired guy leaning against the counter. She whispered in his ear, her hand slipping down to grab his crotch, feeling his cock stiffen under her touch. “I want a new tattoo,” she purred, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “But first, I want you to fuck me while he watches.” The stranger’s eyes widened, but he didn’t hesitate, pushing her against the nearby wall, hiking up her skirt and ripping aside her thong. He spat on his hand, rubbing it onto his cock before slamming into her hard, her mouth opening in a silent scream as he pounded her roughly, her boyfriend’s eyes glued to the scene, his hand stroking his own cock through his jeans.

Blondie’s moans filled the room, mixing with the grunts of the stranger as he fucked her savagely. Her tits bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and begging to be sucked. The boyfriend, unable to take it anymore, stepped closer, his hand reaching out to squeeze one of her tits, his fingers pinching her nipple. She cried out, her pussy clenching around the stranger’s cock. He smirked, pulling out and turning her around, bending her over the counter. He spat on her asshole, his finger circling it before pushing in, making her scream. He lined up his cock, pushing into her pussy from behind, his hips slapping against her ass. Her boyfriend, now fully aroused, moved to stand in front of her, his cock out and ready. She wasted no time, taking him into her mouth, sucking him deep as the stranger fucked her from behind, his balls slapping against her clit. The room was a symphony of filth, the air thick with the scent of sex and desperation, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing off the walls.

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