Sheena Ryder in BBC Bully

Jonathon Jordan and Cory Chase drop onto the beige couch. Jonathon leans in, jaw tight. "Your step-son keeps stirring shit with mine and they’re about to throw hands. We gotta fix this fast." Cory nods, already working on a plan. She hollers for Sheena Ryder to get her ass in there. Sheena strolls in, purple romper hugging every curve. Cory lays it out: peace treaty via dick. Sheena’s down. Cory slips out and the second the door clicks shut, Sheena’s straddling Jonathon’s lap, tugging his BBC free from his shorts. She swallows him in one greedy gulp, sloppy and loud, then peels the romper off and squeezes those tits around his shaft until he’s throbbing and glossy. He flips her onto her back, splits her open, and pounds deep, skin slapping on the couch cushions. She flips him, rides cowgirl, hips snapping like she’s trying to win a race. Sheena grabs his wrist and drags him down the hall. The bedroom door barely shuts before she’s on all fours, ass up, and Jonathon cracks a hard spank. He slams into her pussy, then pulls out and shoves straight into her ass, stretching her wide. He drills missionary next, hand locked around her throat, her breath hissing between clenched teeth. She flips to reverse cowgirl and takes every inch up her ass, cheeks clapping. Cory saunters back in naked, drops onto the mattress, and watches like it’s her private show. Sheena’s moans crack into raw screams every time Jonathon buries himself balls-deep. He rolls her to her side, switching holes without mercy, pussy then ass then back again. She slides down, sucks him off while her fist jerks the slick shaft, and he explodes across her face in thick white ropes. Cum dripping from her chin, they collapse in a sweaty heap. Cory pokes her head back through the door. "Snacks downstairs, losers."