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 arrive habillée comme une vraie allumeuse pour la journée pyjama, haut crop top minuscule et short court avec ses marques de bronzage bien visibles. Son demi-frère Jayrock l'interpelle, la prévenant que tous ses amis voudront la baiser, mais cette petite peste blonde de demi-sœur connaît la vérité. Elle pointe directement l'érection qui tend son pantalon et le confronte ; c'est lui qui veut la baiser. Ils se chamaillent, mais Chanel continue de se rapprocher de cette trique jusqu'à ce qu'elle sorte ses seins fermes et passe à l'attaque. Pendant que Jayrock est distrait à regarder ses tétons, Chanel libère sa bite dure et caresse la hampe avec ses mains douces.

Elle persuade son demi-frère de sécher le premier cours, et ils se dirigent directement vers la chambre où Chanel s'agenouille pour une pipe profonde et baveuse, bavant partout sur sa bite jusqu'à ce que ses yeux pleurent. Enlevant son short pour révéler sa chatte entièrement rasée, elle monte sur lui et le chevauche fort en cowgirl, ses petits seins rebondissant. Elle se retourne pour le cowgirl inversé afin que Jayrock puisse attraper et presser son joli petit cul pendant qu'elle frotte. Chanel lèche son propre jus de chatte sur sa bite, puis se met à quatre pattes pour qu'il puisse glisser sa trique entre ses fesses avant de la prendre en levrette. Un dernier pilonnage de chatte sur le dos laisse cette demi-sœur excitée hurler, et elle supplie son demi-frère de décharger partout sur elle.

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.

Vêtues de soutien-gorge et culotte, Chanel Camryn et Cheerleader Kait furent remises dans une position plus restrictive dans laquelle elles étaient assises sur le sol, les poignets liés autour de la taille de l'autre, les attachant dos à dos.  Alors qu'elles luttaient contre leur attachement qui croisait leurs bras, le duo aux yeux bandés murmurait anxieusement derrière les bâillons noirs noués écartant leurs lèvres.  Après de vigoureuses contorsions qui les débarrassèrent de leurs bandeaux, un des résidents de la planque put dire qu'il avait été reconnu par Kait et Chanel; avant de partir, il intensifia leur confinement avec des hogties qui les laissèrent cambrées courageusement sur un lit voisin, les yeux écarquillés et les plantes de pieds nues fléchissant.  Enfin secourues par un locataire potentiel de la maison qui avait été rapidement vidée de ses résidents louches, Chanel et Kait se blottirent l'une contre l'autre et exprimèrent leur soulagement que leur journée de bondage soit terminée.

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.

Avant que les pieds nus de la pom-pom girl Kait ne ressentent des sensations très différentes à cause de Chanel Camryn, elles portaient une autre paire de robes en étant assises l'une à côté de l'autre sur un lit dans une bondage identique, Kait à nouveau bâillonnée avec un bâillon à nœud et les yeux de Chanel expressifs au-dessus d'un bâillon en tissu sur la bouche.  Les filles aux pieds nus étaient une fois de plus dépassées par leurs liens, d'abord en étirant leurs jambes avant de se tourner sur leurs hanches pour se rapprocher.  Leur immobilisation mutuelle prit fin brusquement lorsque la figure familière revint pour libérer Chanel, qui fut ensuite dirigée pour chatouiller les douces plantes des pieds nus de Kait. Elles se révélèrent étonnamment sensibles, alors les doigts de Chanel produisirent une grêle de gloussements, tout comme son chatouillement du haut du corps de Kait lorsqu'elle chevaucha sa petite amie.

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.

La nudité prit fin et l'on revint aux travaux de corde, le malheureux duo se tenait côte à côte contre un mur, la pom-pom girl Kait dans une robe courte révélatrice et Chanel Camryn dans une robe longue modeste. Parce que leurs poignets restaient liés après un autre effort de déliement avec les doigts, ils se tournèrent vers une tentative de retrait du bâillon qui réussit lorsque Chanel se pencha en avant contre Kait, qui retira son bâillon à fente. Des appels à l'aide suivirent, mais la seule réponse vint de leur hôte dominateur, qui décréta un usage différent pour la bouche de Chanel. Après que la blonde ligotée et bâillonnée fut assise de travers sur une chaise, les jambes par-dessus un de ses accoudoirs, la brune sans bâillon s'assit sur le sol et enroula ses lèvres autour des orteils de Kait, une entreprise d'adoration des pieds qui procura un certain plaisir à son amie mais moins à Chanel.