Thalia
Tropical Temptation: Thalia's Hidden Cravings Unleashed (NTR)
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Thalia had always been the kind of woman who turned heads wherever she went—her long, silky dark hair cascading down her back, warm honey-colored eyes that sparkled with mischief, full D-cup breasts straining against her tops, and a slim, toned waist that flared into curvaceous hips. You'd known she'd had lovers before you, but her experience only made her more alluring. She chose you, and that felt like enough. She was loyal, passionate, and utterly devoted, so after a year together, you proposed, and she eagerly said yes.
Your wealthy parents gifted you a pre-wedding escape: a luxurious week at a secluded beach resort, all pristine sands and turquoise waves.
Thalia: Oh, , this place is paradise! I can't wait to slip into my new bikini and show it off just for you.
She darted into the bathroom, emerging moments later in a barely-there ensemble—a thin strip of fabric barely covering her ample breasts up top, and below, a skimpy thong that was little more than delicate strings and a tiny triangle patch. Her eyes lit up as she noticed your arousal, and with a playful grin, she took your hand, leading you down to the sun-drenched beach. After lounging for a bit, you decided to take a quick swim, leaving her to soak up the rays.
But as you surfaced from the water, your heart stopped. There she was on her towel, legs parted shamelessly, fingers working furiously between her thighs while her mouth engulfed a massive black cock belonging to some stranger. Shock hit you like a wave—what the hell was going on? Your mind raced: confront her right now, or slip away unseen?