Britney Amber

Britney's that next-door fantasy. Warm pie in hand, dressed like trouble. She rings Prince's bell hoping to get stuffed. Inside she finds Prince and Jason doing the whole 'new house' routine. She coos for a tour. Prince takes the hint. Britney works the room—arching her back, licking pie off her finger, spreading on those vibes. She doesn't need to say the word. Prince reads the room, grins, and whips it out like he's handing out favors. Cock's out and Britney drops to her knees like she's starving. Prince slides down her throat while Jason watches. She moans around it, saliva stringing, lips glossy. First fuck's in the living room. Doggie, knees planted, face buried in the cushions while Prince drills her. She backs up like she owns the place. Then cowgirl. She rides Jason reverse, tits bouncing, until Prince slaps his dick on her cheek. She spins and sits on both—one in the pussy, one edging her ass. They swap holes until Britney's squealing, voice high and shameless. Prince owns that cougar ass last. Thick, slow strokes while Jason fills her front. She takes it double, shaking, grinding, squirting. Prince stays deep and unloads, filling her until it leaks out in thick, shiny ropes. Britney came for pie. She left with a whole new recipe.