Christy Love

Christy plays it sweet, dating Isiah while making him wait. Makes no difference. Dude can smell the freak underneath. Only thing holding it back is one weird camera his buddy Prince swears will flip the switch. Isiah swings by with the gadget, Prince watching through the cracked door like any proud inventor would. Click. Christy locks eyes on the lens and stops pretending. She drops to her knees, yanks Isiah’s cock out, and swallows him so deep her nose flattens against his abs. The shy little act melts faster than ice on a griddle. Prince steps in and she practically drags him forward, yanking both cocks like she’s been starving for weeks. Two loads of dick and she still wants more. Shoves one in her pussy, the other in her ass, riding double-stuffed and grinning like Christmas came early. Juice sprays everywhere when she comes, soaking the couch and both guys’ legs. Isiah says the tape stays private. Sure it does.