Nikki Benz

Isiah Maxwell just got the boot. His girl bounced because he wanted to get freaky—specifically, he wanted that backdoor access and she shut him down. Lucky for him, Nikki Benz actually gives a damn. They’ve been tight since forever, but never crossed that line. Until tonight. Isiah spills, Nikki pulls him in, and that friendly hug turns filthy fast. Tongues are out, clothes hit the floor, and he’s face-first between her legs, tongue working overtime while she moans and pulls his head deeper. She returns the favor, slurping him down like she’s been waiting for this shit. Then he flips her, grabs her hips, and finally gets what his ex wouldn’t give—every inch slammed deep in Nikki’s dripping pussy, then that tight little asshole that takes him like it was made for it. No holding back. He stretches her open until he pulls out and paints her face with thick ropes, leaving her grinning, covered, and already planning round two. Fuck buddies? Signed, sealed, delivered.