Janet Mason

Sean and his boy Isiah roll up with Janet Mason to scout new digs. Janet just drops it—the whole place was a porn shoot set. Sean gets a quick rush straight to his dick. He and Janet start closing that gap, hands all over each other. Then the door swings open. Isiah steps in and catches dad sliding his hand up the realtor’s skirt. Nobody’s backing off. The two big Black cocks come out fast. Janet drops right there in the empty room and gets to work—thick lips stretched around Sean’s shaft, then Isiah’s. She pulls back messy strings of spit, eyes watering, tits bouncing every time one of them thrusts deeper. She switches off like she can’t pick favorites, gagging on each one in turn. Soon enough she’s spread on the old casting couch they used for fuck scenes, legs hooked over Sean’s shoulders. He rails her hard, balls slapping that pale ass, stretching her open while Isiah feeds his cock down her throat. They tag her raw, swapping holes every couple of minutes—busty white cougar taking both Black dicks like she’s already late on rent. She’s got her license on the line and couldn’t care less. When they finally unload, she keeps those legs spread and takes every hot shot right up her cunt until it’s overflowing, running down her thighs. New house or not, they just christened the place the dirtiest way possible.