The beautiful and petite Chanel Camryn always looks amazing, even without any makeup on. She came over because she was in much need for some absolutely earth shattering orgasms and of course I had to deliver. Watch as we have hot steamy passionate sex that ends with me covering her sexy body and cute bush with my hot thick white cum.

The first scene from director Harry Sparks’ Ghostbuster XXX: A Porn Parody finds ghostbusting babe Chanel Camryn answering the call to bust a ghost in Isaiah Maxwell’s home. While he is clearly concerned with what’s happening in his fridge, all Chanel can do is wonder what’s going on in the bedroom.

Chanel Camryn erscheint für den Pyjama-Tag wie eine totale Tease gekleidet, winziges Crop-Top und kurze Shorts, mit ihren Bräunungsstreifen voll zur Schau gestellt. Ihr Stiefbruder Jayrock stellt sie zur Rede und warnt, dass alle seine Freunde sie ficken wollen, aber diese freche blonde Stiefschwester kennt die Wahrheit. Sie zeigt direkt auf den Ständer, der gegen seine Hose drückt, und stellt ihn zur Rede; er ist derjenige, der sie ficken will. Sie streiten sich hin und her, aber Chanel kommt diesem Ständer immer näher, bis sie ihre knackigen Titten rausholt und zuschlägt. Während Jayrock abgelenkt ist und auf ihre Nippel starrt, befreit Chanel seinen harten Schwanz und streichelt den Schaft mit ihren weichen Händen.

Sie überredet ihren Stiefbruder, die erste Stunde zu schwänzen, und sie gehen direkt ins Schlafzimmer, wo Chanel auf die Knie geht für einen schlampigen Deep-Throat-BJ, sabbert seinen Schwanz voll, bis ihr die Augen tränen. Sie zieht ihre Shorts aus und enthüllt ihre nackte rasierte Muschi, steigt auf und reitet ihn hart im Cowgirl-Stil, die kleinen Titten hüpfen. Sie dreht sich um für Reverse Cowgirl, damit Jayrock ihren süßen kleinen Hintern greifen und drücken kann, während sie grindet. Chanel schlürft ihren eigenen Muschisaft von seinem Schwanz, dann geht sie auf alle viere, damit er seinen Ständer zwischen ihre Arschbacken schieben kann, bevor er im Doggy-Stil zustößt. Ein letztes hartes Muschi-Durchstoßen auf dem Rücken lässt diese geile Stiefschwester jammern, und sie fleht ihren Stiefbruder an, seine Ladung über ihr abzuspritzen.

Freya Parker and Chanel Camryn find that their vacation house is double booked with a hot guy they can't wait to fuck. Freya and Ryan are frozen in shock, but Chanel continues to take what she wants. A hot minute later, Freya steps in to capture Ryan's lips in a kiss. She wants it, too, so it's no surprise when she gets to her knees beside Chanel to create a double BJ. Pushing Ryan onto the couch, the girls flank him and take what they want.

When Chanel peels off her shirt and straddles Ryan's thighs, it's clear that she's going to continue to take what she wants. Freya helps her friend mount that nice cock in reverse cowgirl, then rubs Chanel's clit as she rocks. The girls swap out, with Chanel assisting Freya as she rides in cowgirl. Chanel gets Ryan's dick wet again as she gets on her knees. Taking Ryan in doggy, she buries her moans between Freya's thighs. Freya gets another go as she slides down from where she was enjoying the magic of Chanel's tongue to take Ryan between her thighs. A moment later, Chanel presses her twat to Freya's lips, officially putting Freya in the middle of their lovemaking.

Bound and cleave-gagged in their skimpy bikinis but with their legs free, Chanel Camryn and Cheerleader Kait were walked through a narrow hall by a tall man who welcomed them to the hideout, perhaps because they had seen too much. After they were placed on a couch with their ankles tied, Kait's cloth gag was replaced by duct-tape and the sandals removed from her bare feet; Chanel soon kicked off her own shoes and the nervous friends wriggled closer to each other as they searched for a way to disrupt the knots securing their wrists. Their rope-loosening campaign continued while energetic Chanel rolled backwards onto her side and Kait edged onto the floor but success eluded them; Chanel's maneuver to peel off Kait's tape-gag with her toes also failed.

Although ball-gagged Chanel and tape-gagged Kait remained on the couch, their lingerie had disappeared and ropes had given way to metallic restraint. Handcuffs pinned their arms behind their backs and long-chained cuffs connected their ankles to make movements more difficult for the struggling nudes but they continued to challenge the steel bonds until athletic Kait managed to bring the handcuffs under her legs to the front of her body. Before she could attempt to remove her gag, however, their vigilant host intervened to prevent any progress toward freedom, then moved them onto the floor, where Chanel and Kait sat next to each other. Movement had become even more difficult because their cuffed arms were entangled while each set of the long-chained cuffs connected one of Chanel's ankles to one of Kait's; the mean-spirited man mocked their predicament by taping the handcuff key to Kait's knee and encouraging them to use it -- if they could reach it.

Nudity ended and returned to ropework, the hapless pair stood side-by-side against a wall, Kait in a revealing short dress and Chanel in a modest long gown. Because their wrists remained bound after another finger-plucking effort, they turned to a gag-removing attempt that succeeded when Chanel leaned forward against Kait, who pulled out her cleave-gag. Calls for help followed but the only response came from their domineering host, who decreed a different use for Chanel's mouth. After the bound and gagged blonde was seated sideways on a chair, her legs over one of its arms, the gag-less brunette sat on the floor and wrapped her lips around Kait's toes, a foot-worshipping endeavor that brought some pleasure to her friend but less to Chanel.

Before Kait's bare feet would experience very different sensations because of Chanel, they wore a different pair of dresses while sitting next to each other on a bed in identical bondage, Kait cleave-gagged again and Chanel's eyes expressive above an over-mouth cloth gag. The barefoot girls were once again overmatched by their bonds, first stretching out their legs before turning on their hips to lean closer. Their mutual restraint ended abruptly when the familiar figure returned to free Chanel, who was then directed to tickle Kait's soft bare soles. They proved to be surprisingly sensitive, so Chanel's fingertips produced a hail of giggling as did her tickling of Kait's upper body when she straddled her girlfriend.

Bra-and-panty clad, Chanel and Kait were returned to a more restrictive position in which they sat on the floor, bound wrists around each other's waists attaching them back-to-back. As they strained against their arm-crossing connection, the blindfolded pair murmured anxiously behind the knotted black gags spreading their lips. After vigorous writhing relieved them of the blindfolds, one of the hideout's residents could tell that he'd been recognized by Kait and Chanel; before departing, he escalated their confinement with hogties that left them arching courageously on a nearby bed, eyes wide and bare soles flexing. Finally rescued by a potential renter of the house that had been quickly emptied of its shady residents, Chanel and Kait huddled together and expressed relief that their day in bondage was over.

Bound and cleave-gagged in their skimpy bikinis but with their legs free, Chanel Camryn and Cheerleader Kait were walked through a narrow hall by a tall man who welcomed them to the hideout, perhaps because they had seen too much. After they were placed on a couch with their ankles tied, Kait's cloth gag was replaced by duct-tape and the sandals removed from her bare feet; Chanel soon kicked off her own shoes and the nervous friends wriggled closer to each other as they searched for a way to disrupt the knots securing their wrists. Their rope-loosening campaign continued while energetic Chanel rolled backwards onto her side and Kait edged onto the floor but success eluded them; Chanel's maneuver to peel off Kait's tape-gag with her toes also failed.

Although ball-gagged Chanel and tape-gagged Kait remained on the couch, their lingerie had disappeared and ropes had given way to metallic restraint. Handcuffs pinned their arms behind their backs and long-chained cuffs connected their ankles to make movements more difficult for the struggling nudes but they continued to challenge the steel bonds until athletic Kait managed to bring the handcuffs under her legs to the front of her body. Before she could attempt to remove her gag, however, their vigilant host intervened to prevent any progress toward freedom, then moved them onto the floor, where Chanel and Kait sat next to each other. Movement had become even more difficult because their cuffed arms were entangled while each set of the long-chained cuffs connected one of Chanel's ankles to one of Kait's; the mean-spirited man mocked their predicament by taping the handcuff key to Kait's knee and encouraging them to use it -- if they could reach it.

Nudity ended and returned to ropework, the hapless pair stood side-by-side against a wall, Kait in a revealing short dress and Chanel in a modest long gown. Because their wrists remained bound after another finger-plucking effort, they turned to a gag-removing attempt that succeeded when Chanel leaned forward against Kait, who pulled out her cleave-gag. Calls for help followed but the only response came from their domineering host, who decreed a different use for Chanel's mouth. After the bound and gagged blonde was seated sideways on a chair, her legs over one of its arms, the gag-less brunette sat on the floor and wrapped her lips around Kait's toes, a foot-worshipping endeavor that brought some pleasure to her friend but less to Chanel.

Before Kait's bare feet would experience very different sensations because of Chanel, they wore a different pair of dresses while sitting next to each other on a bed in identical bondage, Kait cleave-gagged again and Chanel's eyes expressive above an over-mouth cloth gag. The barefoot girls were once again overmatched by their bonds, first stretching out their legs before turning on their hips to lean closer. Their mutual restraint ended abruptly when the familiar figure returned to free Chanel, who was then directed to tickle Kait's soft bare soles. They proved to be surprisingly sensitive, so Chanel's fingertips produced a hail of giggling as did her tickling of Kait's upper body when she straddled her girlfriend.

Bra-and-panty clad, Chanel and Kait were returned to a more restrictive position in which they sat on the floor, bound wrists around each other's waists attaching them back-to-back. As they strained against their arm-crossing connection, the blindfolded pair murmured anxiously behind the knotted black gags spreading their lips. After vigorous writhing relieved them of the blindfolds, one of the hideout's residents could tell that he'd been recognized by Kait and Chanel; before departing, he escalated their confinement with hogties that left them arching courageously on a nearby bed, eyes wide and bare soles flexing. Finally rescued by a potential renter of the house that had been quickly emptied of its shady residents, Chanel and Kait huddled together and expressed relief that their day in bondage was over.

Bra-and-panty clad, Chanel Camryn and Cheerleader Kait were returned to a more restrictive position in which they sat on the floor, bound wrists around each other's waists attaching them back-to-back. As they strained against their arm-crossing connection, the blindfolded pair murmured anxiously behind the knotted black gags spreading their lips. After vigorous writhing relieved them of the blindfolds, one of the hideout's residents could tell that he'd been recognized by Kait and Chanel; before departing, he escalated their confinement with hogties that left them arching courageously on a nearby bed, eyes wide and bare soles flexing. Finally rescued by a potential renter of the house that had been quickly emptied of its shady residents, Chanel and Kait huddled together and expressed relief that their day in bondage was over.

In BH und Höschen gekleidet, wurden Chanel Camryn und Cheerleader Kait in eine restriktivere Position zurückversetzt, in der sie auf dem Boden saßen, die Handgelenke um die Taille des jeweils anderen gebunden, was sie Rücken an Rücken verband. Während sie gegen ihre sich kreuzende Armverbindung ankämpften, murmelte das blindgefesselte Paar ängstlich hinter den geknoteten schwarzen Knebeln, die ihre Lippen spreizten. Nach heftigem Winden, das sie von den Augenbinden befreite, konnte einer der Bewohner des Verstecks erkennen, dass er von Kait und Chanel erkannt worden war; bevor er ging, verschärfte er ihre Gefangenschaft mit Hogtie-Fesselungen, die sie auf einem nahegelegenen Bett mutig den Rücken durchbiegen ließen, die Augen weit geöffnet und die nackten Fußsohlen anspannend. Schließlich von einem potenziellen Mieter des Hauses gerettet, das schnell von seinen zwielichtigen Bewohnern geleert worden war, kauerten sich Chanel und Kait zusammen und drückten Erleichterung aus, dass ihr Tag in Fesseln vorbei war.

Before Cheerleader Kait's bare feet would experience very different sensations because of Chanel Camryn, they wore a different pair of dresses while sitting next to each other on a bed in identical bondage, Kait cleave-gagged again and Chanel's eyes expressive above an over-mouth cloth gag. The barefoot girls were once again overmatched by their bonds, first stretching out their legs before turning on their hips to lean closer. Their mutual restraint ended abruptly when the familiar figure returned to free Chanel, who was then directed to tickle Kait's soft bare soles. They proved to be surprisingly sensitive, so Chanel's fingertips produced a hail of giggling as did her tickling of Kait's upper body when she straddled her girlfriend.

Bevor die nackten Füße der Cheerleaderin Kait durch Chanel Camryn ganz andere Empfindungen erleben würden, trugen sie ein anderes Paar Kleider, während sie nebeneinander auf einem Bett in identischer Fesselung saßen, Kait erneut mit einem Knebel im Mund und Chanels Augen ausdrucksstark über einem Tuchknebel über dem Mund. Die barfüßigen Mädchen waren erneut ihren Fesseln unterlegen, streckten zuerst ihre Beine aus, bevor sie sich auf den Hüften drehten, um sich näher zu lehnen. Ihre gegenseitige Fesselung endete abrupt, als die vertraute Gestalt zurückkehrte, um Chanel zu befreien, die dann angewiesen wurde, Kait's weiche nackte Fußsohlen zu kitzeln. Sie erwiesen sich als überraschend empfindlich, sodass Chanels Fingerspitzen einen Hagel von Kichern hervorriefen, ebenso wie ihr Kitzeln von Kait's Oberkörper, als sie sich rittlings auf ihre Freundin setzte.

Nudity ended and returned to ropework, the hapless pair stood side-by-side against a wall, Cheerleader Kait in a revealing short dress and Chanel Camryn in a modest long gown. Because their wrists remained bound after another finger-plucking effort, they turned to a gag-removing attempt that succeeded when Chanel leaned forward against Kait, who pulled out her cleave-gag. Calls for help followed but the only response came from their domineering host, who decreed a different use for Chanel's mouth. After the bound and gagged blonde was seated sideways on a chair, her legs over one of its arms, the gag-less brunette sat on the floor and wrapped her lips around Kait's toes, a foot-worshipping endeavor that brought some pleasure to her friend but less to Chanel.