Cynthia x Pokemon 65P
Added 2025-06-09 18:05:02 +0000 UTCCynthia lounged on her bed, her tight black virgin killer sweater clinging to her curves, the fabric teasingly thin over her perky tits. One grey eye peeked through her blonde locks as she bit her lip, scrolling through her phone. A knock at the door interrupted her—thud, thud, thud.
“Who is it?” she called, voice dripping with boredom.
“Just your neighbor,” came the deep reply.
She smirked. Oh, him. The tall, built black guy from across the hall—always eyeing her with that hungry gaze. She swung the door open, leaning against the frame. “What’s up?”
His eyes raked over her, lingering on the sweater’s plunging neckline. “You’re killing me in that thing.”
Cynthia giggled, trailing a finger down his chest. “Maybe that’s the point.”
Before she could react, he shoved her back into the bedroom, slamming the door behind them. His hands gripped her waist, grinding his hard cock against her clothed pussy. “Fuck, you’re soaked already,” he growled.
She moaned, arching into him. “Yeah? Gonna do something about it?”
He didn’t waste time. Yanking the sweater up, he exposed her bare cunt—no panties. “Shit,” he hissed, plunging two fingers inside. Cynthia’s back arched, her tits bouncing as he finger-fucked her roughly. “Ngh—ah! More!”
With a smirk, he unbuckled his pants, his thick cock springing free. “Beg for it.”
“Fuck me already, you tease!” she whined.
He slammed into her, the sweater still on, fabric straining as her tits jiggled with each thrust. “Ah! Ah! So deep!” Cynthia clawed at his back, her pussy clenching around him. The bed creaked violently as he pounded her, sweat glistening on their bodies.
“Gonna cum—” he grunted.
“Inside! Fill me!” she screamed.
With a final thrust, he erupted, hot ropes painting her walls. Cynthia shuddered, her own climax wracking her body as she collapsed against him, both panting.
