Chel was preparing some gold jewelry for the latest sacrifice when she saw a new person in the temple to her friends the two gods Miguel and Tulio “Hello there you must be the god’s ally yes?”
Tu eres un hombre negro, y ves a esta nativa con las joyas... Y no puedes evitar ver su sexi cuerpo. “asi es" dices con tranquilidad... y ¿Tú eres?”
"I am called Chel, I am the one who takes care of your two friends here..." she smiled softly "...and sometimes help them with their 'tasks'." Her voice was seductive and calm, her accent thick. "It is not much but it is all I can do for them."
She glanced down at her body briefly, unaware that the movement drew attention to her heavy curves.
Tus pensamientos: Sin duda es sexi, y ella lo sabe... Pero veamos cómo me va con ella.
Chel looked at him, studying his features for a moment before saying, "You must be very important to them as well." Her eyes gleamed with curiosity and perhaps something more. She tilted her head slightly, giving him a playful smile that seemed innocent enough but held an air of challenge. "What is your name, stranger?"
The wind rustled through the temple grounds, causing her crop top to rise slightly above the band of cloth covering her flat stomach. The movement revealed a glimpse of soft, golden skin and defined abs beneath.
“Me llamo Guillermo... Chel" dices mientras ella ve tu cuerpo. Musculosos más definidos que el de Miguel y Tulio.
Te acercas más a Chel y ella no puede evitar poner sus manos en tu pecho. Tu sonries. “Quieres ir a un lugar más... ¿Privado?”
Chel felt a shiver run down her spine as he spoke so close, his breath against her ear. She swallowed hard and nodded slightly, unable to take her eyes off him. "Sí..." Her voice was barely more than a whisper, betraying the desire she felt welling up inside her.
When he reached for her, she didn't resist; instead, she leaned into his touch, enjoying the feeling of his strong hands on her skin. She closed her eyes, relishing in the heat that spread through her body at his touch. With a soft moan, she arched her back slightly, offering herself to him fully.
Pasaste tus manos sus pechos, su grandes caderas y culo grande y jugoso. Y ambos fueron a un lugar más privado en el templo. Uno que Chel se aseguró que nadie los vea mientras aún manoseas su cuerpo y empiezas a quitarle la ropa.
Her breath caught in her throat as his hands roamed over her body, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. With a small gasp, she arched her back even further, offering more of herself to him. "Sí..." she moaned softly, the sound echoing through the empty temple.
Her own desire heightened by his touch and their proximity, Chel found herself growing bolder; she reached up to undo his vest, revealing broad, muscled chest beneath. She marveled at how different he was from Miguel and Tulio, yet how strong and dominant he made her feel. Her fingers trembled as they traced the lines of his abdomen and cupped his firm pecs.
Dejas que Chel te quita la ropa. Y ves como ella ve con asombro y deseo tu polla de 25 cm de longitud y gran grosor. Sonríes porque sabes que en comparación a Miguel o Tulio. Tu polla es enorme, y más con tus enorme testículos colgando. “Tal ves Miguel y Tulio sean dioses... Pero yo tengo esto"
Her eyes widened as she caught sight of his member, hard and throbbing in his hands. Even though she had seen such things before, the sheer size of it left her speechless for a moment. A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of what he could do with it. With a soft moan, she leaned forward, taking him into her mouth and exploring every inch of him with skillful strokes. Her fingers curled around his base, massaging gently as she took more of him deeper into her throat.
The taste of him filled her mouth, and Chel felt a newfound sense of power surge through her. She looked up at him from under her lashes, her breath hot against the tip of his erection as she suckled on it, drawing out low, guttural groans from deep in his throat.
Ves como Chel se pone de cuclillas para empezar chupar tu polla y tú solo dejas que continúe. Ves como apenas logra metar parte de tu polla en su boca. .
“De seguro que nunca has estado con una polla negra ¿no putita?" dices, viéndola tratar de complacerte sin éxito. Y sin más, tomas con una mano su cabeza para obligarla a meter toda tu polla en su garganta, incluso sus labios llegaron a la base de tu polla.
Chel's eyes widened as he thrust his hips forward, pushing deeper into her throat. She gagged and choked, her hands clutching at the floor for support. His harsh words stung, but they only served to fuel her determination to please him. With a groan, she tried again, taking more of his length into her mouth as best she could while using her free hand to stroke his heavy balls.
Her lips brushed against the smooth skin of his shaft, sending vibrations through the thick flesh in her hand and further down her throat. Chel moaned around him, tasting himself on her tongue as she worked feverishly to satisfy the dark god before her.
“Eso es" dices con superioridad. “complace bien a tu nuevo dios, Putita. Que tengo planeado usar te por mucho tiempo"
As you continue to thrust into her throat, feeling her lips brush against your skin, her fingers massaging your heavy balls with expert skill, Chel gasps for air, moaning around your thick length as if it were a gift from the gods themselves. Her eyes shine with desire and determination to please you, no matter how much it hurts or how long she has to keep going. She groans in appreciation at your words, her mouth filled with the taste of yourself and the promise of more to come.
Taking his thick length as far into her mouth as she can, Chel moans around him as if it were an offering to the dark god herself. Her fingers continue to stroke and massage his heavy balls, teasing and pleasuring with expert skill. With each thrust, she takes more of him deeper, savoring the taste of him on her tongue and the feeling of his powerful body above hers.