Latina, stood at the sink, her perky breasts pressed against the cool countertop as she scrubbed the dishes. Her tight pink gym wear hugged her curves, accentuating her round *ss that swayed gently with each movement. The afternoon sun streamed through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow over the room. The rhythmic sound of water running and the occasional clink of silverware against ceramic filled the air, creating a mundane yet soothing atmosphere

Suddenly, the peaceful moment was shattered as strong hands clamped over her mouth from behind, muffling her startled gasp. Latina’s eyes widened in shock as she was spun around, her back pressing against a hard chest. Her neighbor, a tall dark handsome man, loomed over her, his dark eyes b*rning with a raw, unapologetic desire. His grip was firm, his fingers digging into her wrists as he swiftly tied them above her head with a length of rope he must have brought with him. His strength was overwhelming, his presence dominating as he shoved a b*ll gag into her wet mouth, silencing her moans.

“Shh,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous, “This is going to be fun.”

Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of fear and something else—something darker, more primal—coiling in her stomach. She felt his hands move down her body, his fingers brushing against the tight fabric of her gym trousers. With a smirk, he slipped a vibrating wand down the waistband, pressing it firmly against her throbbing clit. The sudden b*zz sent a jolt through her, her p*ssy already dripping with anticipation.

“You like that, don’t you?” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear.

She squirmed against him, her body arching as the wand vibrated relentlessly, teasing her to the edge. The vibrations were intense, sending waves of pleasure through her core, but he wasn’t done. He turned her around, his hands gripping her hips as he yanked her trousers down, exposing her glistening p*ssy. Her breath hitched as he plunged his fingers deep inside her, f*cking her with slow, deliberate strokes. Her head fell back, her moans muffled by the gag, as her body responded to his touch despite her fear.

“Such a wet l*ttle sl*t,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “You’re already dripping for me.”

Latina whimpered, her body arching in arousal, but he left her teetering on the brink, his fingers withdrawing just as she was about to climax. She panted, her chest heaving, her restraints holding her captive as he stepped back, a cruel smirk on his face.

Not yet,” he said, his tone mocking. “I’m not done with you.”

He hoisted her over his shoulder, her *ss exposed and vulnerable, her bound wrists pressing against her chest.

He bent her over the breakfast b*r, her stomach pressing against the cool surface as he positioned himself behind her. With a savage rip, he tore her gym trousers open, the fabric giving way to reveal her tight, wet h*le.

Latina’s breath caught as she felt the head of his c*ck press against her entrance. It was thick, throbbing, and she knew it was going to stretch her. He stepped close, his big bl*ck c*ck lining up with her p*ssy, and slipped inside her with a primal groan. The sensation was overwhelming—p*in and pleasure colliding as he filled her c*mpletely.

Latina cried out around the gag, her p*ssy clenching around him as he pounded her relentlessly. The b*r dug into her stomach, but she barely noticed, her focus entirely on the sensation of him moving inside her.

Her juices coated his shaft, her walls milking him as he continued to thrust, driving her higher and higher.

Breathless and spent, Latina tried to stumble away, her legs weak and bound, but he was there, holding her up. He smirked, his eyes dark with satisfaction, as he stepped back and retrieved a massive bl*ck dildo from her bedroom. Latina’s eyes widened as he stuck it to the patio doors, the suction cup holding it firmly in place.

“On your knees,” he commanded, his voice brooking no argument.

he dildo loomed in front of her, its size intimidating, but he didn’t give her time to think. He pushed her face toward it, making her wrap her lips around the thick shaft. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked it deep.

“That’s it,” he chuckled, stroking his hardening c*ck. “Take it all.”

Latina gagged and drooled, her saliva dripping onto the floor as she struggled to breathe. He pushed her to turn around, and she backed up onto the dildo, impaling herself as she took his throbbing c*ck into her mouth.

She moaned around him, her saliva slicking his shaft as she bobbed her head, her *ss grinding against the dildo.

He spun her around again, shoving the dildo back into her mouth, and thrust into her from behind. Her p*ssy was still slick from their earlier f*ck, his c*ck sliding in easily. Latina gagged, her eyes watering as he f*cked her hard, the dildo stretching her jaw, his b*lls slapping against her clit.

Then he placed her facedown, tied in frog pose and f*cked her once more.

Latina’s body trembled as he thrust himself deep inside her, her p*ssy milking his c*ck as she struggled to breathe. When he finally pulled out, he smirked, sh*oting his c*m all over Latinas *ss, stepping back to admire his handiwork. Latina was a mess—bound, gagged, and dripping with c*m and drool, her body still b*zzing from the intensity.

He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, and whispered, “Next time, maybe you’ll think twice before teasing your neighbor.”

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