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 aparece vestida como uma provocação total para o dia do pijama, top cropped minúsculo e shorts curtos com suas marcas de bronzeado em plena exibição. Seu irmão postiço Jayrock a repreende, avisando que todos os amigos dele vão querer transar com ela, mas essa irmã postiça loira e mimada sabe a verdade. Ela aponta direto para a ereção pressionando contra a calça dele e o confronta; é ele quem quer transar com ela. Eles discutem de um lado para o outro, mas Chanel continua se aproximando daquela vara dura até que ela tira os seios empinados para fora e ataca. Enquanto Jayrock está distraído olhando para os mamilos dela, Chanel solta o pau duro dele e acaricia a haste com as mãos macias.

Ela convence o irmão postiço a matar a primeira aula, e eles vão direto para o quarto, onde Chanel se ajoelha para um boquete de garganta profunda e bagunçado, babando todo o pau dele até os olhos lacrimejarem. Tirando o shorts para revelar aquela boceta lisa e depilada, ela monta nele e cavalga com força na posição cowgirl, os peitos pequenos quicando. Ela se vira para a cowgirl reversa para que Jayrock possa agarrar e apertar a bundinha dela enquanto ela rebola. Chanel chupa o próprio suco da boceta do pau dele, depois fica de quatro para que ele deslize a ereção entre as nádegas dela antes de meter com força no estilo doggy. Uma última metida forte na boceta de costas deixa essa irmã postiça safada gritando, e ela implora ao irmão postiço para gozar tudo em cima dela.

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.

Vestidas de sutiã e calcinha, Chanel Camryn e a líder de torcida Kait foram recolocadas em uma posição mais restritiva, na qual elas se sentaram no chão, com os pulsos amarrados em volta das cinturas uma da outra, prendendo-as de costas uma para a outra. Enquanto elas se esforçavam contra a conexão de braços cruzados, o par vendado murmurou ansiosamente atrás das mordaças pretas com nós que afastavam seus lábios. Depois de se contorcerem vigorosamente, o que as livrou das vendas, um dos moradores do esconderijo pôde perceber que ele havia sido reconhecido por Kait e Chanel; antes de partir, ele intensificou a reclusão delas com amarras de porco que as deixaram arqueando corajosamente em uma cama próxima, olhos arregalados e solas dos pés descalças se flexionando. Finalmente resgatadas por um potencial locatário da casa que havia sido rapidamente esvaziada de seus residentes suspeitos, Chanel e Kait se aconchegaram e expressaram alívio por seu dia de bondage ter acabado.

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.

Antes que os pés descalços da líder de torcida Kait experimentassem sensações muito diferentes por causa de Chanel Camryn, elas usavam um par diferente de vestidos enquanto sentavam lado a lado em uma cama em bondage idêntica, Kait amordaçada com fenda novamente e os olhos expressivos de Chanel acima de uma mordaça de pano sobre a boca. As garotas descalças estavam mais uma vez superadas por suas amarras, primeiro esticando as pernas antes de virar nos quadris para se inclinarem mais perto. Sua contenção mútua terminou abruptamente quando a figura familiar voltou para libertar Chanel, que foi então instruída a fazer cócegas nas solas descalças e macias de Kait. Elas se mostraram surpreendentemente sensíveis, então as pontas dos dedos de Chanel produziram uma saraivada de risadinhas, assim como suas cócegas na parte superior do corpo de Kait quando ela montou em sua namorada.

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.