Love Song Scene 1

Ricky (small hands) is an aspiring rock star and his supportive girlfriend(Aiden Ashley) is there to help on his journey to the top. Things seem perfect until a manipulative band manager (Joanna Angel) gets into Ricky's head and turns his world upside down. Sometimes there is a nightmare beneath a dream coming true.

You're Safe Now

YOU'RE SAFE NOW
TROUBLED VIRGIN EXPLOITED BY SOCIAL WORKER AFTER BEING RESCUED FROM CULT

SCENE opens and a fragile-looking girl (Whitney Wright) nervously shuffles along the walkway to the doorstep of a social worker's house. She is clearly not comfortable, looking a little paranoid as she glances around her as if checking that there's no one laying in wait around the next corner. She's easy to startle, flinching as a car drives by in the background. She lets out a shuddery breath to calm herself, then hugs herself, trying to provide the comfort she's been deprived of for so many days.

She steals a moment to brace herself on the steps, telling herself that she can do this. Just as she lifts a hand to knock on the door, the door opens, revealing a man (Derrick Pierce) with a warm smile. Lily jumps with surprise and he apologizes, saying that he saw her through the window. He seems approachable. He says that she must be Lily and invites her in after introducing himself as Aiden Taylor, her social worker. She seems to relax slightly -- only slightly -- with his warm greeting.

She steps inside the home, thanking him for seeing her, though hesitantly comments that she was surprised he asked her to come to his house, not his office. Aiden replies that he likes working from home since he finds that people who have trouble trusting others -- like many of his clients, perhaps even like her -- feel more at ease meeting in a comfortable, inviting setting than in a big cold corporate office. He's worked a lot of cases and the home environment seems to work best, especially for teens who are often otherwise distrustful of authority figures.

She pauses a moment and responds that she guess she can see that, sure, warming up a little to his attempts at putting her at ease. He sees she is still a little skittish and smiles, reassuring her that she doesn't need to be afraid anymore as he puts a firm hand on her shoulder. Lily tenses and he immediately pulls back with an apologetic look, gesturing instead with that same hand for her to head towards the office. As he does, he promises that she's safe now, but as he closes the door, there's a glimpse of a smile turned sinister.

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Lily and Aiden step into the home office, which is warm and inviting. There are two armchairs in the office facing each other. A desk might be present, but Aiden opts instead not to sit behind it, taking instead one of the two chairs facing each other. Aiden gestures to and pats the other chair across from him, encouraging Aiden to sit, as he sits opposite of her. He keeps a comfortable and standard distance from her of about three feet to promote intimacy. She's nervous as he picks up a notepad and pen. Her posture is closed off, with her shoulders pulled in, her hands fisted tight against her lap.

Aiden and Lily begins discussing the case. To start with, he just needs some basic information to make sure everything gets processed correctly. He asks to check the spelling of her name and her birthdate. She gives her name and birthdate to him, and he asks if that means she's 19, which she confirms. He also asks about her family, which makes her shift uncomfortably. She gives the names of her parents, as well as her younger sister, Emily. He asks how old Emily is, seeming intrigued -- she's Lily's YOUNGER sister, right? Emily confirms yes, she just turned 18 this month. Only a few days before they ran away, in fact. Aiden seems pleased with this response.

Aiden then uses the tried-and-true method of small talk for easing her into the session. He talks about the weather, and she mentions that the weather was really nice for walking to his place. It felt like she was seeing everything for the first time. Aiden asks her how does she mean seeing everything for the first time? She shrugs, looking a bit sheepish as she admits that the sun is brighter, the wind warmer, the birds more cheerful... Emily was so excited when she saw a florist shop for the first time a couple days ago, Lily adds with a small but fond smile. The flowers were so colorful, like the ones just outside on Aiden's street. 'Father Warren used to say that boastful colors were the devil's palette, so we only had white flowers in our homes.'

Aiden then continues, probing more into the situation. He starts by asking how many days she's been in the city? She says it's only been a week? She remarks that it's hard to tell because so much has happened -- it feels like her head is still spinning. He asks her where she's staying, and she says that they're at a local shelter. He asks her how the conditions have been and she admits they aren't great, nothing like how things were at the compound.

Aiden assures her that it's normal for her to feel anxiety, but that she's doing fine. He then asks her to discuss the commune. She's still uncertain, looking around nervously while rubbing her arm or biting her bottom lip. Aiden assures her that everything they discuss is strictly between them. He's there to help her. She gazes at him for a few moments, choosing to trust him, then explains how her parents have both been part of the commune since before she was born, they were some of the first members to join. It was the only life she's ever known. She didn't think anything of it until a few months ago when she started hearing rumors. Aiden asks her what rumors she's heard. Lily is quicker to respond now, desperate to be heard as she leans forward in her chair, becoming more animated.

She says that she heard that their leader, Father Warren, was taking girls into the barn to... to DO things to them... 'What KIND of things?' Aiden asks, leaning in as if almost perversely wanting to learn more, his warm presence starting to shift to something unsettling. Since she's so desperate to get everything out into the open now, she doesn't catch onto Aiden's change of demeanor. She says she's heard that he takes them back there to have sex with them.

'And why did you feel uncomfortable about the rumors? ...Is it perhaps because you secretly wanted to be one of those girls?' Aiden asks, still in a professional tone, which seems creepier now because of the nature of the questioning and the way he seems even MORE focused on her. His eyes even flicker over her body briefly, which she catches.

She closes her body off again, gasping. 'No, of course not! Why would I want that?' she exclaims. Aiden slips back into a practiced smile as he leans back into the chair. He apologizes to her for making her uncomfortable, explaining that he's worked with many troubled teens that developed attraction towards the men that have been exploiting them. He invites her to continue speaking.

Lily is a little wary again now, but continues talking, unable to help herself. She NEEDS to be heard! She says that ever since she started hearing the rumors, it was like a fog has been lifted. She noticed other strange things, too, like how everyone seemed TOO happy, but any time she tried to talk to her parents about it, they denied everything. Finally, she decided that she NEEDED to get Emily to safety. She couldn't let Emily be the next one that Father Warren decided to be sinful with. They fled, having no belongings, no money, nowhere to stay... They got a ride to the city and have been staying at the women's shelter for now, but it's not enough. They can't stay there forever. When she asked the homeless shelter volunteers, they referred them to Aiden, so that's why she's there. They said a social worker might be able to help her and her sister get the care and resources she needs to ensure that she and Emily are truly SAFE. She's the big sister -- she HAS to take care of Emily. She can't risk them being sent back to that crazy place now.

Aiden says that he think he may be able to get them into a transitional home and goes to the computer to check. However, he's not really looking anything up at all as he instead watches Lily from afar. After a few moments, he approaches her and says that he can help them. But there's a lot of people ahead of them on the waiting lists...

Aiden then reveals that he is convinced that Lily and Emily were part of a sex cult. Lily is shocked, but especially when Aiden crouches close and suddenly looks a whole lot creepier. Aiden reflects out loud that if the commune was that strict about sex, Lily is probably still a virgin then... but, he asks, has she ever at least masturbated?

Lily is shocked by the change, recoiling away from him. She finally states that she's REALLY uncomfortable about all this and doesn't think he's the right fit for her needs. She makes for the door but Aiden speaks up again in a cold drawl. 'You COULD leave, if you want. I certainly won't stop you. Just know that I'm the ONLY one that can help you get what you need to start a new life. No one else will help you if I exaggerate a few things in my notes here...' Lily exclaims that he can't do that. He counters that he CAN and WILL.

She's horrified and torn. 'No, I HAVE to protect Emily... I have to get her AWAY from all this...' Aiden smiles darkly as he undoes his pants and removes his cock. 'If YOU cooperate, I can help make sure you BOTH get the new life you've dreamed of. You can be together and HAPPY for the rest of your lives...' he teases.

Lily tries not to stare at the cock, since it's her first time seeing one, shocked by everything that's happening. She backs up as he approaches until her back is against the nearest wall. 'What are you doing?? No, I-I can't do this...' she stammers. He asks if she's REALLY going to let her dear little sister down like that? He said he'd help her and he plans to keep his promise. Now she has a choice to make.

She finally reluctantly agrees to have sex with him if it means securing a better future. She nervously drops to her knees and parts her lips while looking up at him. He mockingly says that she's made the right choice and that her sister should be SO PROUD of her for being so brave...

I Caught My Wife Fucking The Help 3

Domenic Kane, again lets his wife down. Whitney Wright just wants to be with him and spend quality time but he just wants to work. When he has to go on a flight for work and leave her behind again. Codey Steele , Domenic's assistant, is there to pick up the pieces and give her what she wants. Some fat hard cock. Whitney gobbles it up and can't get enough of it in her holes. She drains his dick just before Domenic come home.

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With a major tornado set to hit, the local population has begun to gather in a temporary storm shelter, where the sexy Whitney Wright – a renowned pornstar – is serving as the volunteer organizer. Tommy Gunn, as one can imagine, can't believe his luck that he'll be stuck in close proximity with someone he's jerked off to countless times. But as the storm intensifies, Whitney admits that there's one thing she wants to make sure she does in case the worst happens: get properly fucked one more time! Tommy, at first terrified by the impending tornado, forgets his woes as soon as he enters Whitney's tight pussy.

Face To Face

Nominated - Best Actor - Featurette: Michael Vegas, AVN 2020

FACE TO FACE
WOMAN USES JOB AS REPORTER TO GET CLOSE TO AN ACCUSED PSYCHOPATH

Scene opens on the interior of a car. A young woman, Lois Brown (Whitney Wright), is the sole occupant and driver, and we watch over her shoulder as she pulls up to a house. She stops the car and turns it off. The camera pans down to see that her hands are shaking. She takes a deep breath, steadies herself. 'You can do this,' she says to herself and gets out of the car. She walks up the driveway to the door of the house and hesitates another moment before ringing the doorbell. After a second, the door opens and a man, James Stinson (Michael Vegas), stands there. He looks at her, appraising her in an almost predatory way. 'You must be Lois?' he asks with a tone of wary caution. Yes, and he must be Mr. Stinson, Lois says with a polite and professional smile. Oh, she can call him James, he says. A bit young for a reporter, no? She flashes him a polite, detached smile and says maybe, she's 22 but people always say she has an old soul. He nods and then realizes he's still blocking the doorway - But where are his manners? Please, come in, he says, waving her in. She follows him into the house, a modest, clean and well-kept abode.

So where does she want to do this?, he asks, a hint of discomfort creeping into his voice. Wherever he feels comfortable, she says politely but not warmly... how about the living room?, she suggests. He agrees and they sit down in the living room. He takes a seat and she sits in a chair across from him with a table between them. She takes out her cell phone and opens up a voice recording app. Does he mind if she records this?, Lois asks. No, please do, he doesn't want to be misquoted, he's had enough of that - he chuckles, not because it was funny but to fill the awkward silence following his comment. Great, she says after a pause, pressing the record button on the app and places the phone on the table between them. 'So let's start with the obvious: why now? Why grant your first face-to-face interview to a small college newspaper after all this time not speaking to the press?' Lois asks. He considers the question. Well, it's simple: in all this time, she's not the first reporter to call him on the anniversary of the crime, but she IS the first reporter to call him and tell him that she believes he's not guilty, and offer to tell his side of the story, he says. But he WAS acquitted of the crime he was accused of, so what guilt is he referring to?, Lois probes. As she knows, the case was all over the news, day and night, and even though he was found not guilty, most people believe that he is guilty and the verdict was wrong, James says. Guilty until proven innocent in the public eye, he says bitterly. And he's never been able to shake that stigma, people just don't look at him in the same way since then, he adds resentfully. It's a lonely existence. 'Maybe we can try to dispel some of that stigma once the public hears your side of the story. So I ask you, on the record: Are you guilty?' Lois asks. He smiles sadly back at her. 'Am I guilty?' he asks her. He takes a deep sigh. There is a tense moment of silence. Once again, something dark and predatory flashes across his face. 'Yes...I am,' he says, his smile gone.

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Resuming the interview, Lois looks stunned at James's admission. 'I am guilty...guilty of being in the wrong place at the wrong time,' James clarifies. He happened to be at the club that night, and he happened to be the last person seen with... James says, trailing off, blanking at the victim's name. 'Darlene Davis,' Lois says, enunciating the name carefully. Yes that's right, it was a long time ago...and he has tried to put the whole episode behind him, being at the club that night, being at the wrong place at the wrong time...that ruined his life, James says. So how does he explain Darlene's DNA on his shirt?, Lois probes, adding that the police claim that this happened during the crime. The same way he explained it to the police, with the truth: she had a nosebleed when she was dancing with him, James says. But the press got a hold of that and used that to assume his guilt, he continues. What they didn't bother to report was that she was a known substance user prone to nosebleeds, he says.

'When they came to interview you because they saw you on the club's security footage, you consented to them searching your home, where they discovered the shirt with DNA evidence, which then led to your arrest and trial. If the DNA on the shirt was from an innocent nosebleed as you claim, why didn't you just tell the police about it instead of hiding the shirt for them to find, and for that matter, why did you consent to the search in the first place if you had evidence hidden away that would incriminate you?' Lois asks. Well, because he didn't feel that he had anything to hide, James says smoothly, for example why would he even think that shirt was evidence to a crime at the time unless he was the one who committed it? When he left the woman, she was still alive. But, she continues, if he had nothing to hide, why did he initially lie to the police about where he was after the club that night?, Lois asks skeptically. He didn't have an alibi that night, he just came home alone, and he's seen enough movies to know that it's really easy for cops to pin something on someone who can't account for their whereabouts, so he told them he went to get a burger instead, James says. Stupid mistake, he says regretfully. A stupid mistake that he's replayed over and over in his mind every day since then, he adds. But he can see why that story sounds a little thin right?, Lois asks. Especially since the route he claims to have taken home from the club that night is the least direct way to get home and HAPPENS to be one that doesn't have traffic cams in that area of town, she adds. He looks at her silently. Can she turn off the recording for a moment please?, he asks softly. Oh um, yes, sure, Lois stutters, caught off guard. She turns it off. Lois...he thought that this interview was going to give him the opportunity to shed some light on his innocence, so why does this feel like the same old assumption of guilt that he's used to?, he asks, leaning close to her, resting his elbows on his knees in a vaguely threatening way. 'Because if this is just about pushing my guilt, if you're hiding something from me...we're going to have...a problem,' James says, that same carnivorous look crossing his features again. Lois shifts in her chair nervously. No...it's not about that at all, even though she believes in his innocence, she still has to do her job and ask all the tough questions, she says anxiously. There is a tense moment while he considers her answer. Ok..let's keep going then, he says finally. Lois exhales sharply and resumes recording.

So getting back to the night of the crime: to help clear up any misconceptions, why doesn't he recount that night for her?, Lois suggests gently. Well, he was in the mood to go out, but all of his friends were busy, so he decided to go to the club alone and that's where he met Darlene; they danced for a little while, and then he went home, alone, James says quickly. There's really not much more to explain other than that, he adds. And what was Darlene like?, asks Lois, He doesn't really remember, he only danced with her for a short time and didn't really get to know her, he answers. So he didn't get a sense of her AT ALL?, a sense of what...Darlene was like?, Lois asks. Was she kind, did she seem happy? Why the great interest in Darlene?, James asks, his brow furrowed in suspicion. Just trying to get a sense of the victim is all, Lois says quickly. Hmmm, well he can't really help her there because like he said, he didn't get to know her, James says. But she did have a reputation around the neighborhood, she was known as kind of...he doesn't want to be rude here but...kind of a whore who would do ANYTHING for a fix, he says offhandedly. Upon hearing this, Lois looks a little rattled. At the time, some people were even saying that she...got what she deserved, James says softly. Lois looks a little sick when she hears his last answer and abruptly excuses herself, saying that she has to use the bathroom.

In the bathroom, she splashes water on her face and pats it down with a towel, regaining her composure. Keep it together, almost there, just this one last thing to do, she says to herself, breathing heavily. She takes another moment to steady herself, draws in a deep breath and exits the bathroom. Back in the living room, she goes to sit beside James on the couch. She apologizes for rushing out like that, adding that it must have been something she ate. He tells her not to worry about it. She smiles. What she would like to do now is shift gears and get...inside his head a bit, she says. Is that why she came to sit next to him, because things are about to get...personal?, he asks, with a slightly nervous edge as he looks away from her. Would that be ok?, she asks. He's not sure if getting personal is...a good idea, he says, looking back at her as a sinister expression invades his features for a moment. It passes quickly. Lois clears her throat. She's sure that this is best for the interview, so...is it ok if she continues?, she asks patiently. He nods. Ok, so when he was accused of this horrible crime, how did that make him feel?, she asks. Well...he felt...scared...angry...alone, James says slowly. She can relate, her mother passed away when she was a little girl and she can remember the intense feelings of isolation, like she was the only one in the world who felt these things, Lois says sympathetically. He is surprised to see her turn off the recording. And there were other feelings, other, more...disturbing thoughts that she had that made her feel even more alone, she continues. It was like a...darkness growing inside of her, and it scared her, but she didn't want to run away from it, she wanted to run towards it, she continues. She looks at James in the eyes. 'I think you know exactly what kind of...darkness I'm talking about,' Lois continues softly. 'You share that same darkness inside of you, don't you James?,' she asks. And he acted on that darkness, Lois says. James finally catches on. Does she think that he IS guilty?!, he asks looking betrayed. He thought---James starts, but Lois cuts him off. She doesn't THINK anything: she has ABSOLUTELY no doubt in her mind that he is guilty of this crime, Lois says.

What the fuck--he knew this had to be bullshit, she's just like all the other reporters, James says, getting up from the couch in frustration. That's just it, she's NOT like all the other reporters, Lois says... in a sense, she became a reporter just to get to this moment. To speak with him. Sure, she lied to him about believing that he didn't commit the crime, but she knew that was the only way he'd agree to meet her, and she NEEDED to meet him face to face, she feels that there is a connection, a...bond between them, Lois continues. He didn't- he begins. She waves him off. There's no need to put on any masks anymore, he can be his true self around her. She's here because she wants him to tell her---no, SHOW her, everything about that night, Lois continues breathlessly. She seems to be getting turned on as she speaks, but she exhales sharply as she finishes her last sentence, betraying a nervousness underneath her bluster of passion. This nervousness passes almost immediately, and James is too distracted to notice the subtle inconsistencies in Lois's demeanor. What kind of a sick fucking fantasy is this?! James asks incredulously. It's no fantasy, it's what she came here to share with him, Lois says. No, he can't do that, James says, shaking his head. Please!, Lois says fiercely, grabbing at his shirt. She needs to know!, Lois says feverishly, practically banging on his chest. He pulls her hands away from him. Stop this!, he says, resisting. 'SHOW. ME.' she enunciates firmly, bringing her face inches away from his. He can't resist anymore. 'Is this what you want?! Is THIS WHAT YOU WANT?!' James yells, ripping her blouse open roughly, the buttons hitting the floor. 'Yes, oh god yes,' gasps Lois.

As he tears her clothes off and buries his face hungrily in Lois' pink pussy, Stinson unleashes his inner-maniac. Will Lois get more than she bargained for? Maybe...but what James doesn't know is that Lois has a secret of her own...

Empress Sativa

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It Slipped In

IT SLIPPED IN
TEEN AND HER BFF TRICK MEAN BROTHER INTO FUCKING HIS SISTER

Jenny (Carolina Sweets) and her friend Sandra (Whitney Wright) are giggling and gossiping in Jenny's room as they study for an upcoming text, textbooks sprawled across the bed and floor. Jenny comes across as much shyer than her friend, who is proudly listing off her sexual conquests - Jenny marvels at how experienced she is for being just 19 (even at times being shocked at the perverse things her friend is admitting to have done) and especially how nonchalant she is about it. Sandra asks, well what about her, surely she has SOME kiss-and-tell stories she can share? Jenny admits not really, she's kissed a few boys but never anything more serious than some over-the-clothes fondling.

It's about then that Dane (Lucas Frost) is walking past in the hallway and butts into the conversation. He remarks that it's no wonder that nobody is ever going to have sex with Jenny when she looks so ugly, she's unfuckable. Jenny tries to tell her older step-brother to stop, but clearly has trouble standing up to him, and Sandra looks on silently fuming as Dane takes advantage of his younger step-sister's shyness to talk over her and continue to pick on her. He makes fun of her nerdy clothing, saying it looks more like what someone in their sixties would wear, not someone who's barely 18. He makes fun of her glasses. He says that he's glad he's not really related to her because he'd hate to think if his future kids had a chance of looking anything like her. Finally, Jenny loses her calm and shrieks at him to leave. Dane ends the conversation with a final insult, telling her to go back to studying since books are the only thing that are as dull as she is.

When he's gone, Sandra stops holding her tongue and tells her friend that she can't believe how horrible Jenny's older step-brother is. How long has she been putting up with that? Jenny says ever since he moved in with them, two years ago. Sandra tells her that she would never put up with that kind of torment, and Jenny confesses she feels like she has no choice, he's so loud and rude and she's so quiet and reserved that he basically can walk all over her. Sandra tells her that he needs to be taught a lesson, she doesn't deserve that kind of treatment and he'll just keep doing it until he sees there are consequences for his actions. Besides, she says, what if he's doing this kind of thing to other poor girls at school?

Hearing this, Jenny starts to grow a backbone - her friend is right, she would never want anybody else to feel as shitty as he makes her feel. But what could she possibly do to make him so regretful that he would never think of tormenting her again? He obviously doesn't feel bad when she cries or tells him to stop. No, Sandra agrees, bullies like that only understand one language, and that's an eye for an eye. He's been humiliating her, so she needs to do something to make him feel humiliated back. Something that's the ultimate revenge for telling her nobody would have sex with her, something that he'll remember every single time he sees her that'll trigger him. Like what? Jenny asks. Sandra gets a devious look in her eye and says she knows just the thing.

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Sandra plays innocent as she walks down the hall towards Dane's room, where he is taking a shower. She waits until he comes out, surprising him. 'Whatcha doing?' Sandra says with a flirty smile. Oh, he says, he thought she was his step-sister. Aren't the two of them supposed to be studying for some big test? Sandra says yes, but they're going to be studying all night, and she needed a break. But Jenny wants to keep going and doesn't want a break. Such a nerd, huh!? she says lightly. Dane chuckles and agrees. Aren't they friends though? Sandra says kinda, and explains that that's the thing about friends, is it pays off to keep a wide circle of 'friends' who can each give her something she doesn't already have. Like the answers to all the tests, she says with a wink. Dane laughs and shakes his head, impressed at her bluntness. Or, she continues, like a cute older brother who she can blow off some steam with during a study break. Dane looks up at her, surprised and speechless, clearly not used to getting hit on despite all his bravado.

She moves in closer to him, crossing the threshold into his room. 'You know,' she says, 'we could be 'friends' too...' She starts to squat lower to meet his eye level, and she moves her hand to crawl her fingers up his knee like a spider. 'I bet YOU could give me something I don't already have, too...' she says seductively as her hand goes towards his inner thigh, almost right up to his crotch. He chuckles nervously, here? Now? What if his sister comes looking for her? Sandra smiles and says she's got her nose buried in books, she won't be going anywhere. So what does he say, does he want to have a little fun? Dane nods nervously but enthusiastically.

Sandra starts playing with his chest over his clothes and giggling as she feels him up. She lifts his shirt up slightly, ooh, she giggles, a six-pack. He blushes and tries to boast a bit lamely saying yeah, he works out a lot. She then starts unbuttoning his pants, saying what other fun surprises is she going to find. Then her face brightens and she says she has an idea, why doesn't she give him a couple of surprises of her own? Wouldn't it be fun if he doesn't see what she's doing? That way she could give him all sorts of fun surprises, things she's sure he's going to like. Dane seems hesitant, so Sandra continues to coax him, saying that she's heard that all the other senses are heightened when you can't see what's going on. Hearing... TOUCH, she says, as she strokes his leg with her hand... tasssste, she says, as she moves her lips inches away from his tauntingly. Dane breathes heavily and says o-okay, sure. Sandra gives him a flirty compliment saying he's so brave, willing to try something new, she likes that. She gets him to close his eyes - or, optionally, perhaps she lifts his shirt and pulls it over his head so that the shirt covers his face. Now, she says, lie back and relax.

As Dane gets comfortable, Sandra gestures outside to the hall for someone to approach. Jenny tiptoes into the room, careful not to make any noise, and Sandra helps her get into position right where she was kneeling. 'Now,' Sandra says from just beside Jenny to confuse the brother, 'are you ready?' Yeah, the brother says with his eyes covered, he's so ready!

Jenny unzips his pants, trying hard not to laugh as she and Sandra exchange looks of shock and disbelief that this is happening. Jenny takes his dick out from his boxers and starts stroking it. Dane moans in pleasure. Jenny strokes it for a little while as Sandra teases Dane verbally. Finally she asks if he wants his next surprise - it's a wet one. Dane says yes, he wants it so bad. Jenny looks to her friend for a moment uncertainly, but her friend urges her silently to go for it, and Jenny opens her mouth and swirls her tongue along the tip of her brother's dick. Ohhh! he moans in surprise. Ooh, Sandra says, so sensitive! Jenny goes further, starting to suck and lick her brother's hard cock. Sandra is careful to tease him verbally only when his sister pulls away momentarily, to keep the ruse going.

Finally, Sandra says she has one more surprise for him, a really... tight surprise. Jenny looks at her friend in surprise and shakes her head, mouthing no, it's too much. Sandra says out loud in a flirty voice, 'Do you trust me?', clearly talking to Jenny but making Dane believe she's asking him. Sandra is about to say no again, but Dane interrupts saying yeah, he trusts her, do it! Jenny bites her lip and looks over at her brother, then her friend, who is nodding vigorously with an evil glint in her eye.

All I Want Is You - S30:E4

When Ryan Driller wakes up and sees a note from Whitney Wright on his pillow, he can't hold back his smile. Obedient to a fault, he gets up and goes to the living room to find Whitney waiting beneath the mistletoe clad in just a sexy Christmas lingerie getup. Whitney greets Ryan with a deep kiss, then cuddles close as his big palms explore her breasts and the curve of her ass.Turning around so Ryan can divest her of her bra and then her panties, Whitney remains docile as she enjoys her lover's touch. When Ryan slips his hand up to cup the heat of Whitney's twat, she can't help the shiver that runs down her spine. That shiver is merely foreplay as Whitney pushes Ryan down on the couch and pulls out his fuck stick so she can seat herself on it.Undulating her hips in long, slow motions that create delicious friction for both of them, Whitney takes charge of her own Christmas pleasure. Ryan is cool with letting Whitney call the shots, at least at first. He loves watching her full breasts bounce in front of his face as he plays stud to Whitney's needs, especially when she lets him draw her forward to suckle her puffy nips.After sucking her own essence from Ryan's fuck stick, Whitney lays back on the couch and spreads her thighs to accommodate her boyfriend between them. Ryan starts with his mouth, but soon moves on from his pussy feast to rubbing his dick up and down Whitney's cream filled slit. When he finally fills her up again, her moan of satisfaction bounces off the walls.Rolling onto her hands and knees, Whitney rocks back and forth in time with each of Ryan's thrusts. He takes his time, filling his hands with the bounty of Whitney's bottom as he brings her to the pinnacle of orgasmic bliss. When he pulls out at the last minute, it is only a few heartbeats later that he covers Whitney's bottom with his cumshot to leave her sated and well-loved.

The Sex Addict

Therapist Penny Pax is behind a desk when Whitney Wright comes in. She's so stunning as she tosses her waves of dark hair that Penny's jaw drops. She then collects herself as Whitney approaches and reveals that she's there for an appointment. Penny says that she's not actually the receptionist, who only stepped out for a moment. Nonetheless, she introduces herself as the therapist and Whitney introduces herself as a sex addict. Penny is taken aback for a second but says she's come to the right place since Penny specializes in all kinds of therapy. They may as well get started!Penny takes Whitney to a couch and encourages her to make herself comfortable. Once Whitney lays down, Penny continues on, telling the troubled young woman to tell her anything that comes to mind. If she's worried about something sounding weird, she doesn't need to be since Penny jokes that she's heard weirder!Whitney takes a breath then lets it all out. She can't stop having sex with everyone she sees! Men, women, complete strangers... If they're hot, Whitney fucks them. She can't hold down a romantic relationship to save her life because as soon as she thinks she's met 'the one,' she turns around and fucks the next person. Then she's all the way back to square one!Whitney just can't control her urges, no matter where she is. It doesn't matter if she's at a bar or a knitting circle -- when the mood strikes her, she's going to get tail. Her whole life is just sex, sex, sex, and it's ruining her!Penny tries to calm Whitney down, assuring her that she's seen cases like this before. She asks Whitney if she remembers any instances that really stood out as being over the top, or maybe things she's done that she regretted later?Whitney mentions that there was this one time she met an incredible stranger at the bar while out with friends. Whitney and the girl's eyes connected, and it was like they HAD to have each other right then and there. They stole away into the bathroom and had the dirtiest, most passionate sex right there in the stall.Penny is a little flustered, then asks if Whitney was dating someone at the time? 'Yeah,' Whitney immediately and bluntly responds. Penny can see how this sex addiction is definitely a problem, then. Did she inform her significant other about this encounter? 'No, the encounter was with HER sister. She walked in on us, but did that stop us? No,' Whitney says, obviously upset to be reliving the moment. She then admits that it was still very exciting and that she masturbated for months afterwards to the thought of that tryst. She could masturbate right now, even -- she's sick!Penny reassures her again that Whitney is on the path of recovery. She's taken the first step, which is to accept and acknowledge that she has a problem. Now she can get the help she needs. Penny also carefully mentions that, to her, it seems like Whitney's just having fun, which is okay. If she were single, her actions would probably be considered normal. Perhaps she's not really cut out for relationships, and that's okay, too!Whitney's dismay slowly fades away as she acknowledges that this makes sense. Then her expression turns lustful as she focuses her attention on her therapist instead of herself. She asks if Penny is single. Oh, she is? For the same reason that she's single? No, Penny insists that it's just because she's a one-woman woman. Penny's flustered by Whitney's smouldering looks but tries to get her back to talking about herself.Whitney starts revealing more details about her past encounters that paint her as an obsessive person. This much is already obvious since she can't stop staring at Penny. There's hunger in her eyes that screams that she HAS to have Penny...Although Penny tries her best to resist, even she can't resist Whitney's allure. As Whitney slowly crawls to her and starts pawing at her, Penny insists that what they're doing crosses the line of professionalism... But Whitney says that, technically, she was never properly checked in since Penny's receptionist wasn't there, so...Penny gives in, letting herself have fun with her very confident and sensual client. She enjoys herself to the fullest as Whitney takes out her sexual urges on her, sucking on her tits and eating her pussy out. By the time they trib themselves to orgasm, Penny herself starts to see the appeal of being so loose!

Anal Heist

When Brunette beauty Whitney Wright is tied up and held for ransom Mr. Pete can't resist her sex appeal and the evening turns into an Anal Heist! Wearing a sexy robe and white high heels Whitney is bound in rope, gagged and doing everything she can to get Mr. Pete's attention. She is bored and wants to fuck! She tosses her hair in a flirtatious manner, reveals her small sexy tits and rubs her pussy until finally Mr. Pete gives in and decides to have his way and give her what she desperately wants - hardcore BDSM, flogging, fucking, sucking, slapping and domination. On all fours Whitney arches her back and wiggles her ass while Mr. Pete flogs her until her skin burns and turns red. After getting totally turned on from the corporal punishment Whitney asks Pete for that dick of his so she can suck it and boy oh boy can she suck cock. Deep throat, slurpy and wet she takes Mr. Pete to the edge with her skillful sucking but now it's time to fuck. Tied up on all fours in doggie Whitney gets the crop on her sensitive thighs and ass, then Pete slides his fat cock inside her wet pussy and takes her to pound town. He fucks her pussy real good and then slips a glass dildo into her asshole so both holes are filled up and happy. Then Pete fucks Whitney's ass and all is right with the world cuz she's screaming and loving it and begging to cum. Now tied up on her back with wrists tied to ankles, Mr. Pete holds Whitney's delicate neck, fucking her pussy and ass deep and hard filling her with pleasure until he blows his load all over her.

Free The Nipple

Auburn-haired Aidra Fox and big-bootied Whitney Wring are walking through Hollywood in workout gear, flashing strangers their tits and asses. These horny girls don't care who sees, they are ready to get into some trouble! When they stumble across Johnny Sins, he agrees to give them a ride home, but as soon as they are in Johnny's backseat, the fun begins! Petite Aidra sucks on Whitney's perfect, little nipples and rubs her clit, while ripped Johnny watches on in amazement. Eventually, the girls agree to go back to Johnny's house for a proper fuck and, damn, does Johnny deliver. Watch as these beautiful girls beg to be fucked, just so they can suck each other's cum off Johnny's big, hard dick. When you see how much these all-natural, fit girls love getting their faces covered in Johnny's cum, you'll be wishing you had given them that ride.

Thanksgiving Dinner Sluts

Whitney Wright has cooked a huge Thanksgiving Day feast for her college besties River Fox and Jessica Rex, but while they enjoy the food, Whitney helps herself to their boyfriends! When Jessica and River catch Whitney under the table, sucking Van Wylde's cock and getting fingered by Bambino, they punish her by bending her over the table and spanking her bare ass. Jessica and River soon forgive Whitney, because they want a piece of her pie too! These friends are hungry for a holiday orgy, and Whitney serves one up as she samples both her friends' pussies and their boyfriends' cocks too, before all the babes share the guys' delicious cream on their faces. These are the kind of friends to be truly thankful for!