As soon as Peso Pluma and Greta Thuneberg finished giving their woke speeches at the IMA, they couldn't resist the urge to sneak off and find a private place to have some fun. They made their way to the server room down the hall from the restrooms in the lobby, knowing that it was a place where no one would think to look for them.
Once inside the dimly lit room, Peso Pluma wasted no time in pushing Greta up against one of the racks. He leaned in close to her and whispered in her ear, "You've been talking about climate change all day, now it's time for me to show you how to heat things up."
Greta couldn't help but giggle at Peso Pluma's cheesy pick-up line, but she was also getting turned on by his boldness. She reached up to grab his neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss, their tongues intertwining as they explored each other's mouths.
Peso Pluma then moved down to Greta's neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses and nips along her skin. Greta moaned softly as she felt his hands slide down to her waist and pull her closer to him.
Next, Peso Pluma dropped to his knees in front of Greta and began to slowly unbutton her blouse, revealing her perky breasts and pink nipples. He took one of them into his mouth, flicking his tongue across it and sucking it gently. Greta arched her back and let out a low moan, feeling her pussy start to throb with desire.
Peso Pluma then stood back up and pulled off his own shirt, revealing his toned chest and washboard abs. Greta couldn't help but admire his muscular physique as he stepped closer to her.
Once his pants were off, Peso Pluma pushed Greta back onto the server rack and spread her legs wide. He could see how wet she was, and he wasted no time in burying his face between her thighs and licking her pussy with long, slow strokes of his tongue.
Greta's whole body trembled with pleasure as she felt Peso Pluma's skilled tongue bring her closer and closer to the edge. She grabbed onto his hair and pulled him closer, grinding her pussy against his face as she rode the waves of ecstasy.
Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and she let out a loud moan as she came hard, her juices gushing out onto Peso Pluma's face.
Peso Pluma stood up and wiped his face with a grin, feeling proud of his ability to bring Greta to such intense pleasure. He then unbuckled his belt and slid off his boxers, revealing his thick, throbbing cock.
Greta's eyes widened with excitement as she saw his impressive member, and she eagerly reached out to stroke it with her delicate hand. Peso Pluma groaned at her touch, feeling himself grow even harder under her gentle caresses.
He then positioned himself at her entrance, slowly pushing into her tight, wet pussy. Greta gasped as she felt him fill her up completely, his big cock stretching her walls to their limit.
Peso Pluma began to thrust into her with long, deep strokes, his hips slamming into hers with each movement. Greta wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails into his back, urging him on with her moans of pleasure.
The two of them continued to fuck in the server room, their bodies writhing in ecstasy as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. They explored every inch of each other, trying out different positions and techniques to maximize their pleasure.
Finally, after what felt like hours of intense fucking, Peso Pluma could feel himself getting close to the edge. He pulled out of Greta and stroked his cock, letting out a loud groan as he shot his hot load all over her face and chest.
Greta smiled up at him, feeling satisfied and exhilarated by their encounter. She knew that she would never forget this experience, and she couldn't wait to see what other adventures lay ahead for her in the world of sex and desire.