BLK-639 "Hey, wanna go until morning?" The gal I met on a dating app was an instantly-ready, conveniently insatiable nympho! vol.2

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“Hey, wanna go until morning?” I matched with a busty, instantly-ready nympho GAL on a dating app! From the moment we met my eyes dropped straight to her chest — you could tell even through her clothes. She was soft-spoken and friendly, so my expectations were high. She was enthusiastic about my suggestions and even honestly told me what she wanted. This is what a date should be like. After shopping and a light meal at a restaurant, she said, “I want to rest a bit…” — the classic line that gets a guy going. There was really no mood-building needed; she said yes immediately when I suggested a hotel. Things moved quickly and it felt amazing. At the hotel we kept the same date vibe but opened into intense, hungry sex. Earlier she was sweet and tame, but in the hotel she turned into a wolf — fierce and eager. I finally learned what cup size I’d been obsessing over during the date: G-cup! And these weren’t just big breasts — they were firm, highly sensitive, and perfectly shaped. They felt incredible to knead; as I kept squeezing them she got wet as could be. When I fingered her hard she reached orgasm instantly and squirted — her lower sensitivity was off the charts. Once she was ready we went straight to intercourse. She said, “Don’t use one, raw is fine?” So I took her at her word and went raw. Inside it felt scorching hot, like the two of us were melting into one. Her inner folds began to convulse as she felt the approach of orgasm, and we climaxed together. It might have been the biggest ejaculation I’ve ever had. She happily said, “Wow— that’s a lot.” Then she got turned on again and squeezed me until I shot a second time. What was supposed to be a break wasn’t a break at all. But it would’ve been a shame to stop there — with such beautiful big breasts I had her try on a swimsuit. As expected, it was outrageously erotic: the areolas spilled out and formed an obscene triangular hotspot from the nipple down toward her pussy — a rare find. We kept going after the bath too. The bath had warmed her up even more; her vagina was soft, slick, and velvety. She wouldn’t let go of my cock; holding it, she used just vaginal pressure to squeeze me again. One time wasn’t enough… “I want to do it again, let’s exchange contacts,” she said.