Express Pussy Packaging

A quiet Saturday at home usually means Lena Paul is on a masturbating binge. This busty babe loves flaunting her big natural tits around the house, especially when she knows there's a hot delivery guy passing by! Jmac knew he would be delivering a package today, but he has no idea it would be his dick inside Lena's wet pussy! When Jmac walks in on Lena trying on her new lingerie, she drops to her knees and shows her thanks for the postal service by slobbering all over his huge cock. Holding on to that big bubble butt, Jmac stuffs her pussy to the absolute brim with dick, pulling out only to deliver a special package all over her huge boobs!

It's Going To Be Lit

Mandy Muse never fucks any of her guests, the club doesn't allow that sort of thing, but Mick Blue is an exception to the rule. After lathering her big juicy booty in oil, this hung stud spreads her thick cheeks wide and slides his huge cock deep inside her tight ass! Mick knows the way to a woman's heart is through anal, so he grabs on and pounds this cock hungry cutie so hard she can barely rub her wet pussy. Mandy can't stop thinking about that dick so she keeps popping off to slobber all over his every inch, making sure to swallow up every last drop he graciously gives her.

Going Off Script

Shyla Jennings and Sasha Heart can't keep their hands off each other! It's clear to everyone that they haven't seen each other in a year because they can't stop making out. The problem is, they're on set and the director is trying desperately to get them to focus. As soon as he yells action, the girls can't get two lines out before they start fooling around again. He pleads with them, hoping that they can knock out the scene today but unfortunately for him, they aren't very good at listening. He cuts the scene and is about to give the girls a piece of his mind when the cameraman tells him that his battery is dead. Mischievous laughter ensues as the director says they're taking five. The girls look at each other and realize that this is their chance. They get up and run to the nearest bedroom, slamming the door behind them as they giggle and start making out. The girls make small talk as they undress each other as quickly as they can. They do have five minutes after all! Sasha doesn't waste anytime diving into Shyla's pussy as she devours it. Shyla, in turn, reciprocates the gesture by face fucking Sasha as hard as she can. The girls had been at it for longer than five minutes, but they just don't care. They've clearly missed each other and are going to savor every sensual moment!

What My Cousin Did

WHAT MY COUSIN DID
RELUCTANT TEEN CORNERED BY SECOND COUSIN AT FAMILY REUNION

SCENE fades slowly in on the backseat interior of a moving car - we see scenery fly past through the backseat window, half-obstructed by an 18-year old girl with her forehead wistfully pressed against the glass. She stares blankly out into the distance. For several seconds, we hear nothing but silence. Then slowly the sound fades in, muffled and bass-heavy at first, as the girl's parents are having a conversation in the front we can't hear or understand. After several seconds, the mother calls out what must be the girl's name, though it's too muffled for us to hear - but it causes the girl to snap out of her daze and perk her head up. The mother repeats herself, this time we can hear her clearly. 'Rebecca, for God's sakes can you try for just a couple of hours to listen when other people are talking?' The teen girl, Rebecca, rubs her eyes with her sleeve, still looking a little out of it. 'Sorry, mom, what were you saying?' The mother shakes her head and makes an aside comment to the father driving the car before repeating herself to her daughter - she was saying that it will be nice to see the mother's cousins Harold and Diane again, Rebecca hasn't seen them since her high school graduation two years ago. Rebecca shrugs - yes, she supposes it will be nice, she says half-heartedly. 'Todd too,' the mother says off-hand, and she doesn't notice that this causes Rebecca to make a pained face, 'you know I don't know why you two stopped getting along after high school, you used to be so close. Do you remember the time...?' The mother continues her anecdote, oblivious, but Rebecca has stopped paying attention. She lies back in her seat, pushes her head back and covers her face with her arms. She lets out a controlled sigh, long but quiet, and her mother's voice start to distort again.

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Coming up the walkway to a large house, Rebecca's parents (Karen and Bill) are greeted at the top by Harold and Diane, a married couple of roughly the same age as them. Loudly, they greet each other and chatter warmly as they move a bit closer towards the house. They talk about the state of the house, the weather, the wine Karen and Bill brought, and so on. Over the shoulders of the foursome, we see Rebecca emerging into view more slowly, and she stands a short distance away from the group at the top of the steps, head bowed and shyly gripping her upper arm with her other hand. It takes the group several seconds to notice her standing there, but when they do, her parents scoff at her for being so reclusive, while Harold and Diane greet her warmly and urge her forward to give her a hug. Rebecca seems shy but appreciative of the affection. Harold and Diane gush over her with the usual family small -talk - how old must she be now? ('Just turned 18 two months ago' her mother boasts, 'they grow up so fast!'), how is college, needling her about whether she has a boyfriend yet, and so on. They mention their own son, Todd, is also single but they feel he just hasn't met the right girl yet because he's an old soul for just being 19, very sensitive, etc. The mention of Todd causes Rebecca's mood, which was gradually improving, to slip... though she tries not to show it. Eventually, the conversation takes its toll and Rebecca wants to get away, so she excuses herself to use the bathroom, saying she's not feeling well. Harold and Diane express some concern, but she says she should be fine in a bit, so they tell her to join them all on the patio when she's feeling better, Todd's already there waiting for everyone. Rebecca ducks out and after she's out of frame, Harold and Diane express some concern to Karen and Bill, but in hushed voices they reply that Rebecca gets like that a lot and they've learned to just put up with it.

CUT to a guest bedroom within the house, where Rebecca sneaks in and closes the door gently. She looks distressed, and spends some time trying to calm herself. She's surprised when she hears a knock on the door about a minute later. 'Who is it?' she asks timidly. The door opens and a meek-looking guy steps in, her second cousin Todd. 'Uh, it's me,' Todd says apologetically, 'is everything OK? My parents said you were sick in the bathroom, I came to see if you needed some medicine, but you weren't there.' Rebecca looks sad and frustrated to be in his company. 'I'm fine, Todd,' she says bitterly. 'I'll come down in a bit, I just needed some space.' Todd looks hurt and confused. That's what she said the summer after graduation, that she needed some space from him, and then she stopped hanging out with him, stopped making plans with him, stopped texting him even. What's going on with her? She scoffs - it's not like they were best friends, or even siblings, they're second cousins. They don't have to be joined at the hip. Todd shakes his head, he doesn't understand why she is acting like this. Acting like she hates him when they used to be so close.

'Maybe too close,' she lets slip. What does that mean? Todd asks. She shakes him off, 'forget it' she replies, but he doesn't back down, no, what does she mean? Rebecca swallows hard. Does he not get it? He looks baffled, get what? She reminds him of an anecdote - about how after graduation they went out to celebrate at a bar with some fake IDs, them and a bunch of friends, and they were partying late into the night. She explains that when she went to order more cocktails, the bartender made a comment about 'her and her boyfriend' and pointed to Todd. At first Rebecca laughed it off, but when she got back to the table, she realized for the first time that Todd was being super friendly towards her, flirty even, he even put his arm around her shoulder. She realized he wasn't just being friendly, he was in love with her, and she had to break things off. They may just be second cousins, but that's still family, and she knew it was wrong.

Todd looks heartbroken - why didn't she just say something to him? If she was worried he was going to react badly, she should know him well enough by now that he would respect her wishes. Everyone treats him like he's so damn sensitive, but she never treated him like that, in fact that was one of the reasons he loved spending time with her so much is because he felt she 'got' him. Why did she have to cut him off without so much as an explanation or a goodbye? Rebecca looks uncomfortable - she brushes off his questions and moves to leave but Todd blocks her way. He gets more confrontational - he says he's noticed how she looks miserable, how she doesn't smile in any of the new pictures she's been tagged in, how her body language has changed to shut herself off from everyone. He's been worried about her, he just wants to have a fucking conversation with her, he misses her. Why is she acting like this?

Seeing no escape, Rebecca breaks down and admits - it wasn't because she realized he had feelings for her that she broke things off with him, it's because she had feelings for him. She never really realized it (or at least never admitted it to herself) until that night, but it scared her. And it scared her even more that he seemed into her too, because that would make it even harder to pretend like things were normal. She was worried that if she tried to talk to him about it, if she let him know how she felt, they'd do something she'd regret, so she decided it would be better for them both to make a clean break.

Todd looks at her incredulously, and scoffs sadly. Well, she was right about that. Now that he knows how she feels about him, he DOES want to do something they might regret later. She shrinks back, but he closes the gap, gently extending his arm out to the wall to discourage her from leaving the room or retreating further. He wants to make up for lost time. He wants her to make it up to him. He wants to kiss her. Can he kiss her? She takes a deep sigh, bites her lip... she's determined to say no, but despite herself she says 'yes'.

Eager For Anal

Fit, exotic Lilly Hall shakes her booty through a flashy dance-tease. The horny slut moans while reaming her sphincter with a toy. She welcomes Mark Wood with a cock-worshiping blowjob. Mark shoves his big prick down her throat until it's covered in gag spit. He bends her over and pumps her tight pussy. Lilly talks dirty as Mark's thick meat penetrates her sphincter, and she whimpers as he ruthlessly reams her rectum. Lilly gives slobbery, ass-to-mouth fellatio and crudely flaunts her gaping bunghole. Mark cakes her face in sperm.

Blondes Do It Best

Gorgeous blonde Amaris is fantasizing about hard dick. She is horny and eager to feel a big one down her throat. When Thomas Stone joins her she doesn't wait long before slipping his fat cock in her mouth and sucking it deep till he explodes with pleasure.

Lexi Foxy First Obsession

Lexi Foxy solo tease makes you hard for fucking her. She is a first class fuckslut. She touches herself, playing with her nipples and tits. Her hands pinch and touch like a slut who just needs some hard cock. Lexi Foxy definitely seduces you. She sucks her finger like a big dick and shows you how she wants you to use her. Soon this horny whore is ready for a hard fucking. Wrapping a belt around Lexi Foxy's throat for control, give her your cock. This slut cannot wait to get it in her mouth. She chokes on cock and still wants more. She is a dick hungry cock sucking slut. Like a real bitch on all fours she takes cock from behind doggy style. The harder he slams into her, the more she likes it. Lexi Foxy gives a great blow job while being choked with a belt. She loves it. She moans and begs for more. This horny slut wants it all. You can take her in every position. This fuck slut loves everything as long as there is a hard cock inside of her. The leather belt around her throat makes her so wet. She loves feeling how you are in control. This slut wants to be used and abused by you. Push her head down hard on your cock, make her choke on it. Lexi Foxy pornstar loves it. Show her who's boss as you smash balls deep into her. Tell her to open her mouth to receive your load and have her thank you for it.

Fuck Your Budget

Busty housewife Christina Cinn has had just about enough of her husband controlling her spending habits, if she wants to buy dildos who is he to stop her! For an accountant like Keiran Lee, clients always come first, especially when they look like his client's wife Christiana. The thing about this MILF is that she loves being dominated, just not by her boring husband. When Keiran says take out your big fake tits, Christiana listens. Wearing nothing but her priceless pearls, Keiran does quick maths and figures out the optimal way to spread out her juicy ass and slide his huge cock for the perfect pussy pounding. Unloading all over Christiana's gorgeous face before making her squirt all over her marital bed is all in a day's work.

Midnight Visitor

Hotel Sex

When Loren checks into a swanky hotel with her husband Vince, the transformation is instantaneous: she casts off her everyday life with her conservative clothes and turns into the naughty vixen of their fantasies! Loren cuffs her man's hands over his head and has her wicked way with him, riding his cock cowgirl, before a knock at the door announces room service. This delivery is definitely not on the usual menu! Under the shiny silver dome is a note that simply says 'anal', so Loren serves Vince her ass on a platter before he feeds her a huge load of cum!

Eager For Anal

Tall, platinum blonde Alice Echo shows off her natural body for director Francesca Le, excited for an intense anal fuck. Francesca pounds the submissive slut's cunt with a dildo. Mark Wood steps in to pound her posterior. Dirty-talking Alice gives Mark a spit-soaked blowjob and the veteran stud slam-fucks her holes. She buzzes her cunt with a vibrator as Mark sodomizes her to gaping. Alice hungrily sucks his thick prick ass-to-mouth. A fierce anal slamming climaxes with a messy, open-mouth cum facial.

Stripping With Grandpa!

Amaris & Albert are playing a game of cards. Only twist is, each time one of them loses, they have to remove an article of clothing. Once they are down to their underwear, Amaris pulls off Albert's boxers and starts sucking his hard old man cock! His dick is hard and she wants it inside of her. Albert fucks Amaris after licking her pussy and ass. She moans in pleasure and he shoots his load on her mouth.

Jiggly Jump Rope

Candy Alexa is all about trying new workouts, and her new favorite is one her trainer Danny calls 'Jiggly Jump Rope!' Now this busty blonde babe knows this is an alternative fitness routine, but if ripping off her top and pouring oil all over her big tits can get her fit – she's all for it! Danny loves pushing his clients to their limits if it means making them the best version of themselves that they can be, and right now Candy has her pretty little mouth wrapped around his big dick! The importance of stretching cannot be overstated, that's why Candy's trainer has both hands gripping her juicy ass as he stretches her tight pussy into submission – pulling out only to give her a necessary shot of protein for that post workout finish!

Lipstick Lesbians

Clinical Trial

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Vignette: Kira Noir & Danny Mountain, XBIZ 2020

CLINICAL TRIAL
DOCTOR PERFORMS HUMILIATING TESTS ON EBONY TEEN ATHLETE

SCENE opens on the interior of a medical exam room as the door opens - a doctor enters the room and closes the door behind him, then greets the young woman sitting waiting on the examination table as Dr. Greenwood. He thanks her for coming and for participating in the clinical trial - she just has to pass a quick screener and then they can begin. Holding up a clipboard and pen, he asks her some questions - her name ('Jamie Lawson'), her age ('I just turned 18 a couple of months ago'), is she pregnant ('no'), does she have any history of health conditions - asthma, heart problems, osteoporosis, breast cancer ('no, none'), and her level of daily physical activity ('well I play lacrosse about twice a week, plus daily running and morning yoga'). He makes a quip that she must be quite flexible, to which she rolls her eyes and says sarcastically that she's never heard that one before. Satisfied with the responses, the doctor tells her he's going to be asking her to complete a series of exercises, while monitoring her to measure physical stimulation and stress. They have equipment set up in a room down the hall. On their way out the door of the exam room, Jamie jokes that she doesn't stress easily, and Dr. Greenwood smirks in reply and says 'Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find a way to get you to break a sweat!'

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We cut back to the two already midway through setting up in another larger room, containing a hybrid of medical and exercise equipment. The doctor is mostly done applying medical electrodes to her temples and clavicles. The last thing he has to do before they begin is to take her blood pressure and resting heart rate, so he can compare these with after the trial. First he takes her blood pressure - as he moves to strap it around her arm his hand brushes against her breast, he chuckles a brief apology and continues as if nothing happened.

Jamie tries to make small talk with him as he pumps and holds the gauge in his other hand - 'So, what is this trial for? Some sort of new performance drug or something?' The doctor provides only the most evasive of replies - he can't discuss the trial with the subjects beforehand or it could compromise the results. 'You're offering way more for this study than the last one of these I did,' Jamie remarks. Oh, is that so? the doctor replies, still acting elusive. Does she sign up for clinical trials often? 'Yeah, well not until recently but I really need the extra help right now,' Jamie grumbles, 'my dad hurt his knee and can't work so I'm trying to support him whenever I can. It's a drag, but I'm hoping it won't be for much longer.' The doctor smiles politely and says 'Well, we have your contact information now so if more of these opportunities come along, we'll be sure to contact you.' He finishes taking her blood pressure, notes something on his clipboard, and then tells her he'll take her heart rate now. 'Do I have permission to touch your chest?' Jamie looks taken aback - she supposes so, but don't they usually check at the neck? 'I prefer my own methods,' the doctor insists, and reaches his hand towards her chest to feel her heart. Again, his hand brushes her breasts - this time he doesn't apologize. Jamie looks a bit flustered and is about to speak up, but thinks better of it.

After a long awkward moment, the doctor releases his hand from her chest and notes something on the clipboard. He pats his legs, stands up, and says great - they're ready to get started! He'd like her to start with some simple jumping jacks. He stands her up in the middle of the room, the wires leading from her body to a small handheld device he holds in one hand, his clipboard in the other. He asks her to begin. She does a few, but he stops her. 'I'll need you to remove your bra, actually.' What? Why? she protests. It interferes with the test, he says vaguely, but he assures her it's quite necessary to the results. He turns around so that she can take it off with some privacy - she lifts her shirt up to reveal the bra, and unclaspsit, exposing her breasts momentarily before pulling her tank-top back down to cover them. Beginning the exercise again, her breasts now bounce up and down tantalizingly beneath her shirt as she jumps - with the doctor and the camera both clearly narrowing in on this bouncing as their primary interest.After several jumps with no indication of stopping, Jamie gets a bit frazzled and asks the doctor how many of these she's expected to do - this snaps him out of his reverie and he nonchalantly says 'five more, and then we'll move on to the next exercise'. Jamie exhales sharply, a bit frustrated, butacquiesces.

Next is an exercise bike - Dr. Greenwood asks her to mount it, and then begin cycling at a pace she's comfortable with to start. He stands behind the bike - his focus clearly fixated on the crack of her ass peeking out of her yoga pants as she pedals - and he offers her some mild platitudes to keep herencouraged. After a minute, he heads to the front to increase the resistance of the pedals - 'we need to see you break out a sweat, so let's turn it up a bit, shall we?', he says, and then instructs her to continue.

CUT to roughly fifteen minutes later - Jamie has been on the bike for a while now, as is obvious by the thick beads of sweat dripping down her face and chest, and soaking her workout clothes. She's showing no signs of exhaustion yet, but it's clear the workout is no walk in the park for her either. The doctor meanwhile is still just looking her over, with perverse appreciation. 'That's enough of that for now,' he says finally, and Jamie lets out a sigh of relief and slows her pedaling down. She gets off the bike and takes a nearby towel to wipe off the seat. 'That's quite alright, you can leave it' the doctor says. Jamie looks increasingly puzzled but shrugs and starts to pat her head with the towel. The doctor rips the towel out of her hand - 'I didn't say you could do that yet.' Jamie starts to argue that she's just wiping sweat off when the doctor cuts her off - 'If you want to disagree with my methods, that's fine, you can leave at any time and I'll just move on to the next subject.' Jamie realizes how bad she needs the compensation, and holds her tongue. 'What's next, then?' she asks. He tells her to go grab the exercise mat a few feet away. As she turns around to fetch it, he runs his finger along the sweaty bike seat and then sniffs or licks his fingertip.

Once the mat's in place in the floor center, the doctor proceeds to have Jamie remove her shoes and socks, and then do various flexibility tests - bend over and touch your toes, sit legs spread and reach forward, assume various yoga poses... he licks his lips as he watches each of these poses, which thanks to her sweat-drenched clothes and no bra are extremely revealing. Jamie can increasingly feel his eyes on her as she strikes each pose - finally, after the third or fourth yoga pose she snaps at him. 'You're not even writing anything down anymore, you're just staring at me!' The doctor seems unfazed by her sudden outburst. 'We'll move on to the next test, then...' No, she exclaims. No more of these weird tests. What was it he even said these tests were for?

Dr. Greenwood reminds her that he's monitoring her physical responses to stress and stimulus. He says that now that they've gotten the stress tests out of the way, it's time for the stimulus tests. He goes to a small table nearby and procures a sleek black featureless vibrator. Calmly, he tells Jamie that she will have to pleasure herself while he monitors her physical reactions. Jamie snaps - there's no way she's doing that. This isn't what she signed up for. The doctor sighs and shrugs - that's fine, he understands. Of course, he can't compensate her for incomplete participation - but if she stays, he'll triple the amount that was offered in the ad. Jamie flat out refuses, it doesn't matter what he offers her, she's not doing that. Indifferent, the doctor says he supposes that she'll just have to find some other way to support her dad. He muses that someone her age could probably make that amount in about two weeks of working full-time. A shame that she'll throw away two whole weeks of her life instead of spending just one hourdoing something perfectly harmless... not just harmless, but enjoyable, even. Jamie is torn... but with some convincing, and some insistence that the doctor keeps his distance, only watches, and isn't recording her, she agrees.

She hesitantly pulls her yoga pants to her ankles, sets herself down on the mat and takes the vibrator in hand, and reluctantly starts pleasuring herself. The doctor watches intently, at first taking a note or two but quickly abandoning the pretense, his hand moving to his crotch for some over-the-pants strokes. She tries to avoid meeting his eyes, but at times he insists she looks at him or gives her some other instruction to follow to humiliate her further. The conflict between her physical pleasure and her emotional discomfort is obvious. After some minutes of this, he crouches down to her level and says warmly 'It's time, Ms. Lawson.' He begins to peel off the electrodes and wires hooked to her. She looks relieved - you mean the trial's done? He shakes his head. 'No, I mean it's time for you to let me fuck you.'

Jamie protests weakly - he agreed he was just going to watch. He smiles coldly. 'Come on Jamie, you knew where this was going. Did you honestly think I wasn't going to ask for more? If you really weren't up for the possibility, you would have left the second I asked you to touch yourself.' Jamie insists that's not true, she trusted him, but her words lack conviction. 'You're a little slut,' he continues calmly. 'You were fine with letting a complete stranger watch you strip and pleasure yourself. So stop lying to us both. We both know you're going to let me fuck you, so just be a good little slut, say yes to it and spare us the drama.' Jamie sputters, but she has no words. Eventually she bitterly says 'Ok... just get it over with.'