Legend of Cherie DeVille

Emily figured Halloween would be good for a thrill, so she tried the old summoning game for shits and giggles. She didn’t believe any of it—until the air got thick and Cherie DeVille stepped out of nothing, eyes dark and hungry. Cherie didn’t waste a second; she took the reins like she’d been waiting for fresh meat. Emily froze as the spirit pinned her, yanked down her top, and latched onto her big, soft tits. Cherie sucked those fat nipples until they stood stiff and wet, then shoved two fingers straight into Emily’s dripping cunt. She pumped hard, hips rolling in tight circles, grinding their pussies together while she finger-fucked Emily raw. When that wasn’t enough, Cherie strapped on a thick cock and drove it deep, pounding Emily senseless. Emily whimpered at first, then begged, clinging to the sofa as Cherie used her like a favorite toy. The once-scared skeptic ended up moaning like a needy slut, completely owned by the legend she’d called up.