DJ MARTIX has live sex at a party with a fan – Mariana Martix [Drunk]

The thumping bass of the club vibrated through Mariana’s skull, her eyes glassy and drunk, staring at the man she’d been crushing on all night. DJ Martix, his shirt off, sweat glistening on his muscular frame, leaned over the DJ booth, mixing tracks with a casual ease. She stumbled over, her hands already hungry, gripping his waist, pulling him close. “What’s a girl gotta do to get some of that?” she slurred, her voice a husky purr. He smirked, his hands finding her hips, pulling her against him. She could feel his cock, already hard, pressing against her thigh. She ground against him, her breath hot on his neck, nipping at his ear. “Fuck me, Martix. Right here, right now.”

The party raged on around them, but they were lost in their own world. He spun her around, bending her over the DJ console, her ass in the air, her dress hiked up. He yanked her thong to the side, his fingers rough and demanding, spreading her pussy lips, feeling her wetness. “You’re soaked, you dirty slut,” he growled, slapping her ass hard. She yelped, pushing back against him, begging for more. He spitted on his fingers, rubbing her asshole, pushing a finger inside, making her moan. He lined up his cock, slamming into her pussy hard, her juices squelching with each thrust. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he grunted, his hips pounding against her ass, his balls slapping against her clit. She screamed, her orgasm ripping through her, her pussy clenching around his cock. He roared, his cum shooting deep inside her, filling her up.