I'm Gonna Buttfuck Your Firstborn #02 - Chanel Camryn

Chanel is chilling in her room when Trixie busts in all hyped, her old fuck buddy Ryan is in town and on the way over. Chanel plays it cool but her ears perk up, because every dirty story Trixie's ever told started with this guy. When she steps into the living room, Ryan's lounging there, all easy grin and broad shoulders. Chanel clocks the bulge in his jeans and the way his eyes drag over her like he's already unwrapping the goods. Trixie laughs about their college days, but Chanel is busy imagining those same hands spreading her cheeks. Trixie offers him the guest room, then shoots Chanel a look that says, "Your turn." Chanel doesn't need it spelled out. She waits until the house is quiet, slips down the hall, and finds Ryan half-dressed on the bed. No small talk. She peels her shorts down, crawls up his thighs, and plants that tight little asshole right on the head of his cock. He grips her hips and she sinks, slow, stretching around him, biting her lip so the moan doesn't wake anyone. Once he's buried to the balls, she rides, bouncing her natural tits while two fingers rub tight circles over her clit. Ryan fucks up into her, steady and deep, until she's gasping and clenching, creaming on his cock. He flips her onto her stomach, pins her wrists, and drives in even harder, her ass swallowing every inch until he groans and floods her guts. She stays impaled, dripping, already thinking about round two before he even pulls out.