Candice Dare

Candice's TV is on the fritz so she rings the service line for help. Eddie, the apprentice, tags along with his mentor Prince, who's carting a GoPro to catch every move and later nit-pick what needs fixing. They roll in, Prince runs down the plan, then he steps back so the kid can handle the TV. Eddie kneels, spots the plug lying there like a drunk, plugs it in, powers up, and bam—full-screen double-penetration porn slaps them both across the face. Prince cracks a grin, kills the main feed, but not before he’s already unzipping. They decide to record the live feed right in front of her instead: cocks out, phones up. Candice doesn’t blink; she drops straight to her knees and starts switching between mouthfuls, strings of spit dripping. Prince wedges two thick fingers in her ass while Eddie sinks balls-deep in her pussy; ATP in seconds, her asshole glistening, then ATM as Prince pulls out and shoves right between her lips. They flip her, Eddie staying in her ass while Prince stretches her cunt, bodies smacking like cheap drywall. Candice is soaking the couch, shouting encouragements, and neither stops until Prince grips her hips, Prince’s load spurts across her asshole then into her mouth in one sloppy ATM push. Eddie follows right after, pulling out, shooting hot ropes over her face and tits. Finished, dripping and smiling, she lounges back and laughs, "TV wasn’t even broken. I just wanted two strangers to wreck me on camera."