She does not send any documents

That day you walked to your house with a light step and empty balls. You wanted to bend this Latina unemployed cunt over and penetrate her holes with dick.

But instead, you smiled and gave this bitch time to prepare "papers." You went to your house, you needed to finish a couple of things before returning to her tomorrow with new strength and ideas.

In front of you, as if on Christmas night, a gift was left under the tree.

An unexpected gift in the form of a poor sexy Latina who lives in YOUR apartment, has no money and who may not even have citizenship.

You were going to use her body to the maximum. Her mouth and lips were not bad, but it was much more interesting to find out how far this slut would go before you threw her out first from the apartment, and then from the country.

You did not unpack this beautiful gift right away, this was your first use of a tenant woman under pressure from Rent fees. You wanted to remember it and feel every drop of her resistance.

Although considering it was a Latina, you didn't think it would be long before your balls were slapping against her giant ass.

You started packing some of your things for the move, but then decided to surprise your cocksucker another day when she rises to the rank of cum rag.

When you entered the right apartment, you saw the wrong picture. This Latina slut had too many extra clothes. As a renter, you should change the dress code in your apartments.

Sexy sluts like her can't wear normal and decent clothes. The right thing for her big bubble butt is to wear fitted evening dresses, sexy lingerie, tight thin sportswear or nothing at all.

"You don't understand! I need the documents now! It's urgent!" She didn't notice you and was panicking and talking to someone on the phone. You could have let her jump around the room if she was naked, but it was boring to watch her with clothes on.

You cleared your throat and the Latina turned to you sharply, her eyes scared, like a deer in the headlights. Only an animal could evoke pity, and this stupid bitch only made your cock get harder in your legs.

"Keep talking, I won't interrupt." As she stupidly opened and closed her mouth, you took her hand and led her to the couch, where you laid the unresisting woman on her back.

You smiled and started to knead her tits through her shirt while she listened attentively to her phone, letting your hands caress her tits without any problems. They weren't that big.

The best part of this Latina bitch was her huge ass, but you wanted to enjoy her face before you started on the cake. Her Two Desserts were quite good for the bite.

You started unbuttoning her buttons, taking off her shirt and caressing her boobs directly. You weren't going to be gentle at all, roughly caressing the flesh of her boobs.

"So, what do I do after filling out the paperwork?" her voice was shaking as she tried to hear and remember the information that was important to her. "Can I really get evicted without warning?"

Her eyes darted to yours as you played cheekily with her nipples, and some muttering could be heard on the phone. The shirt didn't cover anything anymore and you had played with her breasts enough, so you started taking off her skirt.

This skirt was too thick and long. Pantyhose under the skirt was approved for wearing, but you would have to talk a lot about how skirts below the knee would be banned.

You turned the woman's body over onto her stomach to finally get rid of the shirt and skirt completely. This slut didn't even have a bra under her shirt. Latin women really are quality cum rag material.

"Do I need to stay on good terms with the landlord?" the Latina slut's hesitant words were a balm to your soul as you undressed her.

Then you tore her pantyhose, gaining access to her pussy and began to test this slut for tightness with your fingers. When you penetrated her with two fingers, she turned to you, slightly opening her mouth.

She might have wanted to say something, but you smiled and said quietly.

"You need to stay on good terms with the landlord."

She remained silent, looking into your eyes, unsure of what to do. Then she perked up, returning to the phone.

"Yeah, yeah! I'm here. It's just hot in here, I wanted to turn on the air conditioner. So how long will it take? Got it, thanks."

She turned off the phone and was silent while your fingers were actively moving in her pussy, and the other hand was groping this huge elastic ass in torn pantyhose.

"So, when will I get a copy of your documents?"

"I-I" If this stupid girl had any indignation, she did not allow it to penetrate her voice, although it was full of obvious lies, "The documents will be ready in a week."

Did she understand that it sounded implausible or was she really that stupid? Apparently nature gifted her with a good fuckable ass, but deprived her of intelligence.

"You understand that I can't leave my apartment empty and without profit? Especially when no one lives here."

"But, I live here," you almost felt sorry for her, your fingers tightening around her ass cheeks. Your hand wasn't big enough to wrap around that prime piece of meat.

"Really? I don't have any money in my account, or any papers."

Only the Latina ass in your hands was keeping her from being evicted or deported at this point. Maybe she knew that.

"But," her hips swayed from her squirming, making her flesh jiggle, "I paid for the last months."

"You paid," you stopped squeezing her booty, giving her a final light slap, making her gasp. "But it was a debt. Besides, you know, rent can fluctuate depending on the market. Besides, you need to make sure we have a Good Relationship, so I ignore your phone conversations and lack of papers any longer."

You moved away from the Latina to the side, sitting on the couch a little to the side, while she was watching you, batting her long eyelashes.

"When my balls are empty of cum, my memory works worse and I can forget something important." Your gazes crossed, and then you looked at your cock, tense in your pants.

If this stupid Latina doesn't get the hint, you would be disappointed in yourself, since she pretended to be Bob for almost half a year, and you believed her.

You remembered for a second that you hadn't checked the other tenants of your apartments for rent.

This was enough time for the Latina to finally get up, move towards you and start taking off your pants.

"The right choice." Your cock was already ready and she finally started doing what you came for today. You didn't tell her what to do.

For now.

She began to stroke your cock with her gentle hand. Her manicure was tapping on the base of your dick and as her hand worked to rub her saliva over every dry spot of your cock. She spat on your cock again, making it wet, looking back and forth between your cock and your face.

She didn't look particularly pleased, but she didn't show any hatred either. More like resentment and a slight frown. You didn't care, even so she looked hot for a dumb Latina.

Your cock was throbbing with desire and burning in her hand as her grip moved from the base to the top of your cock.

It took her a lot of spitting and slobbering to finally get your cock wet and glistening from her hard work.

A slightly sticky slurping sound was heard in the room, and her mouth was still unoccupied.

"My balls feel lonely without your lips."

Without a drop of doubt and without even stopping the movement of her hand, her head went down to your scrotum, and her lips began to kiss and then suck your balls.

Now the slurping sounds of sucking were added to the noise of the room.

She did everything slowly, very diligently, working with both her hand and her fingers.

Your hands still remembered the warmth of her elastic ass, especially since these buttocks were dangling very close. The empty-headed head swayed while she tried to satisfy your balls in her mouth. And along with her head, her ass swayed with her.

Your hands, like your balls, felt lonely.

"Move your fat ass to me," continuing to polish your balls. The Latina changed her position, exposing her ass and wet pussy to your lass. You did it lazily, slightly teasing and nothing more.

This whole situation was making your blood run hot, a lustful dream that had come true in the form of a lustful, dumb Latina who didn't know the law.

Your cock was still hard during the first caresses of her breasts while she was talking on the phone. And now, she was moving you to the edge of cumming quite intensely.

Your balls were pulsating and since the Latina was holding her sensitive lips right there, she felt it and moved to the tip of your cock.

You couldn't help but cum on her lips while her tongue started playing with your cum and then started sucking lightly. You were sure that your balls would be as empty as yesterday with such lips in about an hour or two.

Although, unlike yesterday, the arousal wasn't pressing on you as hard, so you decided to slow down the cocksucker to enjoy her mouth.

Tomorrow you were going to raise the stakes and since you were the only one with the trump cards, you were counting on emptying your balls tomorrow inside her tight cunt.

It was a super hour and a half of non-stop blowjob.