Whisked Away

In the heart of a bustling city, there was a tall building with mirrored windows that reflected the sun’s rays. Inside, on the 25th floor, was a modern and luxurious penthouse apartment. The kitchen was a marvel of design, with stainless steel appliances and marble countertops. It was there that she stood, a vision of loveliness and allure.

Her name was Liliana, a woman of Italian descent, with long, dark hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves. Her skin was a warm olive tone, and her lips were full and inviting. She was completely naked, her body on display in all its glory. Her perfect breasts, full and firm, stood at attention, the nipples hard and sensitive to the slightest touch. Her stomach was flat and toned, leading down to the curve of her hips and the mound of her sex.

Liliana was in the middle of preparing a meal when she felt his presence behind her. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. She had been expecting him, her body tingling with anticipation. She felt his hands on her hips, pulling her close, his hard length pressing into her backside.

He leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. “You look good enough to eat,” he growled, his voice husky with desire.

Liliana shivered, her body responding to his words. She leaned back into him, her ass grinding against his cock. “Then what are you waiting for?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He didn’t need any further invitation. His hands moved up to cup her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples. Liliana moaned, her head falling back onto his shoulder. His mouth found her neck, his teeth nibbling at the sensitive skin.

Liliana reached behind her, her hand finding his cock through his pants. She stroked him, feeling him grow harder in her hand. She turned her head, capturing his lips with hers. Their tongues dueled, tasting and exploring.

He broke the kiss, his lips moving down to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Liliana cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention.

Liliana’s body was on fire, her need for him growing stronger with every touch. She reached down, her hand finding his belt buckle. She undid it, her fingers fumbling with the zipper. He helped her, his pants falling to the ground.

Liliana turned in his arms, her hands reaching for his cock. She stroked him, her fingers gliding up and down his shaft. She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste the drop of pre-cum on the tip.

He growled, his hands on her hips, pulling her closer. Liliana guided his cock to her entrance, her body trembling with anticipation. He thrust into her, filling her completely.

They moved together, their bodies in sync. Liliana’s nails dug into his back, her moans growing louder. He pounded into her, his balls slapping against her ass.

Liliana’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her body trembling and shaking. She cried out, her voice echoing in the kitchen. He followed her, his cock twitching inside her.

They stood there, their bodies still connected, their breathing heavy. Liliana looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and lust. “Welcome home,” she said, a small smile playing on her lips.

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