Sheila Ortega Sucking & Fucking me underwater meanwhile snorkeling [Extreme]

Beneath the shimmering surface, the water pressure intensified, my cock throbbing as Sheila Ortega descended, her snorkel clear against the blue depths. The sunlight fractured through the ripples, casting dancing shadows across her sun-kissed skin. She floated closer, her breath steady through the tube, eyes locked onto mine, and then she lunged, her mouth wrapping around my shaft, sucking me deep. The cold water and warm suction created a surreal contrast, her tongue swirling, teeth grazing ever so slightly, driving me mad. She worked me expertly, her head bobbing, the bubbles escaping her nose mixing with the ones from my gasps. Her hands roamed, squeezing my balls, pressing against my thighs, guiding me deeper into her throat. I could feel the vibration of her moans, the tingling in my spine, the urge to explode building.

She pulled away, her lips glistening, eyes wild. She spun around, her ass pressing against my crotch, the bikini bottoms a flimsy barrier. I yanked them aside, my cock slipping into her wet pussy with ease. The water resistance heightened every sensation, her walls clenching around me, her moans muffled by the snorkel. I grabbed her hips, thrusting hard, the sound of flesh slapping echoing underwater. Her tits bounced, her nipples hard, and I reached around, rubbing her clit vigorously. The orgasm hit her fast, her body convulsing, and I followed suit, my cum shooting deep inside her, the warmth spreading in the cold ocean. We floated there, entwined, the bubbles rising around us, our breaths syncing through the snorkels, the world above forgotten.