The petty thief slipped through the broken window of Paola Rubiel’s small apartment in the early hours of the morning, knife in hand and heart racing. He thought he’d find something of value: jewelry, money, or at least a decent cell phone. But when he searched the drawers and closet, he only found old clothes, unpaid bills, and a nearly empty refrigerator. Paola, woken by the noise, got out of bed in her thin nightgown and confronted him fearlessly. “I have nothing to steal from you, you idiot. I’m poorer than a church mouse,” she said with a bitter smile, crossing her arms and letting the nightgown cling to her curves.
The thief, frustrated and with his cock already half-erect from the adrenaline and the sight of Paola’s body, lowered the knife. She noticed his gaze and, instead of screaming, slowly approached. “As a consolation prize… do you want me to fuck you?” she asked huskily, pulling down her nightgown and revealing her firm breasts and shaved pussy. The boy, surprised but excited, didn’t hesitate. Paola knelt in front of him, pulled down his pants, and took out his thick, veiny cock, hungrily taking it into her mouth. She sucked deeply, drooling and looking into his eyes as he groaned and grabbed her hair.
Without wasting any time, Paola pushed him onto the narrow bed and climbed on top of him, impaling herself on his hard cock in one swift motion. She began riding him hard, her breasts bouncing as she moaned uncontrollably. The thief grabbed her hips and pulled her up, fucking her with deep thrusts that made the bed creak. Then he put her on all fours and pounded her from behind, spanking her hard and shoving his fingers into her mouth. Paola pushed back, begging for more, her tight, dripping pussy swallowing every inch of the thief’s cock.
The climax came fast and wild. Paola came first, convulsing around his cock as she screamed with pleasure. The thief couldn’t hold back any longer and came inside her in hot, thick spurts, filling her completely. Exhausted and sweaty, they lay on the bed. “Better than any loot,” the panting boy murmured. Paola laughed and gave him one last kiss. “Next time, bring condoms… or at least some food,” she said mischievously, knowing that this night of “robbery” had turned into the most unexpected and satisfying fuck of her impoverished life.
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