Dani’s this petite little thing, but dude, she’s got an appetite for cock that’d put a porn star to shame. She’s all over Sean like a freaking rash, and he’s not complaining, trust me. He’s grabbing her ass, squeezing those cheeks like they’re stress balls, and she’s loving every second of it. They start off with some hot make-out sesh, tongues down each other’s throats like they’re trying to swallow the other whole. Then Sean picks her up, and she wraps her legs around him, grinding on his dick like there’s no tomorrow. Dude’s got a boner that could cut glass, I swear. He sets her down on this little table they’ve got out there, pushes her legs apart, and goes to town on her pussy like it’s his favorite dessert. She’s all “Oh my god, Sean,” moaning loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear. Like, I’m talking old Mrs. Thompson next door probably heard and was like, “Well, isn’t that something.” But they don’t care, man. They’re too busy getting each other off. He sticks his fingers in her pussy, and she’s writhing around like a snake on a hot plate. Then he replaces his fingers with his dick, and it’s game over. He fucks her hard, man. Like, I’m talking pound town. The table’s creaking, Dani’s tits are bouncing, and she’s screaming so loud I swear the birds stopped singing. It’s like they’re trying to set some kind of noise ordinance record or something. And get this – they don’t care who sees them either. They’re on this balcony, in broad daylight, fucking like a couple of rabbits. It’s crazy hot, man. I mean, if that was me up there with Dani Blu, I’d be trying to give the whole neighborhood a show too. Finally, Sean can’t take it anymore. He pulls out, and Dani starts stroking his dick, looking at him with those big doe eyes. She knows exactly what she’s doing, man. He blows his load all over her tits and lips, and she just smears it in like it’s lotion or something. Dude, I swear my dick was rock hard the whole time writing this. So yeah, that’s Dani Blu and Sean Lawless for you. They’re like, the fucking neighbors’ nightmare turned into our wet dream, amirite?
