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Eve is a wild woman who loves hippy music and free love. When she married her husband she knew she had feelings for her new stepson. He was young and handsome and all his friends wanted to fuck his new step mom. One thing led to another and soon after the wedding she was soon getting off with the young stud and his friends!

Persia has fucked the pool boy, the garbage man, the mail man, the neighbor and even her poor husband's boss but today she took it one step beyond. Today she fucked a guy in front of her husband and while she thought he would hate it but he looked like he was getting off on it. His cock got harder the more she screamed in ecstasy. Is that a smile on his face as he gets cucked? You be the judge!

Shorty Mac does not like his boss at all... He says his boss is a real ASSHOLE! And what better way to get back at your boss? Of course you fuck his daughter... NAVAEH loves to fuck black guys and she knows her dad cant stand it so Shorty had no problem seducing the bosses daughter... and Naveah had no problem fucking a black man!!

When Bill Skye came home from work early he had no idea what he was about to find as he pulled into his garage. He noticed a few black guys hanging out a few doors down but what he didn't know was that his pure soft white beautiful daughter was sucking a big black cock & getting ready to fuck it. As his daughter learned while going to college she loves to fuck black guys...and poor Bill Skye learned his daughter is fucking a black man!!!!

Oliver Flynn is really into MILFs. He found out about this sexy, woman named Alura 'TNT' Jenson that can meet his needs for the right price.

When you go off to college, the last thing you want is a phone call from back home telling you that your buddies have been taking turns fucking your mom. But there's one phone call worse than that! The phone call telling you all of your buddies have been gangbanging your mom! Guess What? Joclyn Stone is that mom, the whore next door who fucks all of your friends at the same time. WOW! You sometimes wish you lived next door to a sexy mom like that, right?!

Stacy has more on her mind than doing after school work & studying for college exams. She is ready for her first gang bang and being the #1 Cheerleader is gonna make it that much easier to get her boyfriends best friends to fuck her good. She has told him so many times how she has wanted to get fucked by more than one boy, and today she will prove it with her first nasty gangbang.

We found this dirty little Cheerleader's phone # in the bathroom stall at city college and we thought it was just a urban legend or a joke. Who would write their # on a wall to get gangbanged? Well Kay Love would..... This nasty thing loves sucking cock and fucks like a freak... so next time you see a # on a bathroom wall asking for sex CALL IT!!! You might just get lucky

We found this freaky old lady trolling the internet, posting ads asking for young men who like to fuck grey haired pussy. In her ads she wrote that she likes nothing more than taking big loads to the face1 So that's what we gave her. Watch her get fucked like an 18 year old. She may have been thru menapause over 25 years ago, but her pussy was still wet, willing and throbbing as her old pussy got pounded, stuffed then put out to pasture.

Sixty nine years old, blonde hair, big tits and still fucking like a champ Franscina is a total Cougar looking for young fat thick cock! And when she finds it, it drives her fucking nuts. Sucking cock and licking balls is what this grandmother does best. She loves all positions but watching that old bitch in heat crawl up on top of that big cock and ride it cowgirl style has to be the cat's meow.

Sophia Deluxe is surprised by her husband with a surprise massage he ordered for her, once in the massage table she gets so horny that she needs dick and Johnny is there to fulfill her need.

SACRILEGIOUS: AN IVY LEBELLE STORY
Teen Takes Revenge On Faculty Of Oppressive And Abusive School

Molly (Ivy Lebelle) is a regular teenager being raised in an ultra-conservative home. Unfortunately for her, being a regular teenager doing regular teenager things is considered sinful by her cold parents. To help get their daughter back on the right path, Molly's parents dump her on the steps of a school run by a man named Jeremiah (Dick Chibbles). Jeremiah claims that he'll help Molly see the light but Molly has a bad feeling about him...

For months, Molly plays by their rules as Jeremiah and a woman named Miss Solomon try to drill into her how much of a sinner she is. While she tells them what they want to hear, she is fuming inside. One day, a student named Nick (Seth Gamble) slips her a secret note in passing. The note is simple, telling Molly that he thinks she's hot, but it's enough to get Molly through the long days and give her hope... until Jeremiah later goes through her room and finds the note.

She's once again punished, locked away in a closet to atone for her sins. Instead of making her remorseful, the solitary confinement only makes her angrier. One day, she gets a lucky break and is able to escape. Instead of making a run for it, though, she heads straight to Nick. There's something they need to do first...

NOWHERE TO RUN
Teen's Car Breaks Down and She Accepts Help From A Suspicious Stranger

SCENE OPENS on Anita (Autumn Falls), a young woman. She's in her car and lightly hits the steering wheel. Why won't you just START?, she complains to herself. She exhales heavily, reaching for her cell phone. She tries to turn it on, but it's dead. She opens the glove compartment and roots around in it. After a moment, her head sags in disappointment. 'Aaaaaaaand you didn't bring your charger. GREAT job Anita,' she chastises herself. At that moment, there is a sudden knock at the window. She jumps with a slight yelp, completely startled. Standing at her window is Shane (Derrick Pierce), a somewhat rough looking man. He is unsmiling and motions for her to roll down the window. She regards him warily and hesitantly rolls down her window, but just a crack. Uh...yes?, she asks cautiously. Hey, he's sorry to scare her, but he was coming home and saw her car stall and quit on her, he begins, his tone even and non-threatening.

Oh uh, yeah, it...it won't start no matter what she does, she answers, a touch of wariness still in her voice. Ok, well if she wants, his house is right there, he says, pointing to his nearby house. And he can help her push the car into his garage and see if he can figure what's wrong with it himself, he offers. Oh that's ok, she says still acting a bit wary of the stranger but smiling politely, she wouldn't want to inconvenience him, she can just call the tow service. If she says so, he shrugs, but it'll probably take them hours to get here. And this isn't the best place for a girl like her to be waiting around. She debates for another moment, unsure of what to do. Then she looks down at her phone and remembers it's dead. '...I guess we could give it a shot,' she says hesitantly. He looks at her, shrugging noncommittally. 'Your call,' he says.

After pushing the car into his garage, they chat about what a bad neighborhood it is. Well, he'd better get started, he adds, moving towards the garage door, grabbing the top of it as he prepares to pull it down. Oh um...what is he doing?, Anita asks meekly. The light coming in from outside is shining in his eyes, gonna make it hard to look around and scout out what the problem is. He's just gonna close the door and hook a light to the hood so he can see what he's doing better, he says. That's cool...right?, he asks, a vaguely threatening undertone in his voice. She looks out of the garage toward the street, perhaps deciding whether or not she should just get out of there. Um...yeah, of course that's cool, Anita says, smiling nervously. He looks at her for a second, sizing her up. He pulls down the garage door. It loudly hits the floor, sealing them in.

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Shane hunches over the open hood of the car, tinkering around inside. What's she DOING in this neighborhood anyway?, he asks as he continues working on the car. She was just passing through actually, on her way back from touring a new school, she responds. High school?, he asks, looking over his shoulder at her with an eyebrow raised. No, no, she's 18, she's in college, she clarifies.

'Do me a favor. Pass me a screwdriver. From that toolbox over there,' he says, pointing to a toolbox on the floor. Sure, Anita says, turning around. She bends over, opening the toolbox and rooting around in it. As she searches, Shane is staring at her ass hungrily, licking his lips. Um, there's NO screwdriver in here, Anita says, puzzled. Ohhh, sorry, he FORGOT, the screwdriver is in THAT toolbox, he says with a crooked smile. She immediately goes to the other toolbox he indicated and withdraws the screwdriver, handing it to him quickly. Thanks, he says quietly, turning back to the car.

Ah dammit, he says aloud. What?, she asks, concerned. This cable's been worn away, he says. She narrows her eyes suspiciously, walking over to the hood. Don't worry, she doesn't need to come over here, he's got it, he says, trying to wave her off. No, she wants to see it, she responds firmly, peering under the hood. He is holding a wrench, watching her closely. Yeah, she sees it, but...it looks like it's been...she begins, her eyes resting on a pair of wire cutters that are lying adjacent to the car. Her eyes go wide with fear. ...it looks like it's been CUT, she says in horror, backing away from him cautiously. He has a hard look on his face and slowly leans towards her. Going somewhere?, he asks in a bored, teasing tone. 'Y-you...you DID that to the car. You CUT that cable! You did it on purpose. W-why would you DO something like that?? A-are you trying to...?' she asks, trailing off, unable to articulate what she's trying to say..

'I ain't tryin to do a GODDAMN thing other than fix your car. You can LEAVE anytime you want. Your car sure isn't going anywhere though,' he says, leaning in and sneering with a big wicked grin. That's fine, she says defiantly. She'll walk if she has to. He laughs. Through THIS neighborhood?? She could try. A tasty little morsel like her would attract a lot of unwanted attention. But on the other hand, if she wants him to finish the job so that she can be on her way safely, she could always do...a little something...for HIM, he says, a toothy grin on his face. He swings the wrench around, almost absent-mindedly. She looks upset at his suggestion. What's stopping her from running out into the street and just yelling for someone to call the cops?!, she asks. Nothing, he gloats and goads her, in fact go ahead and try it. People out here fuckin' HATE cops, he says. 'You go runnin' out of here shouting for the pigs to come save you, you think you're gonna get ANY sympathy?? Girlie, you wouldn't even make it two BLOCKS,' he says. Her shoulders sag with disappointed realization as she gulps, weighing her options. Her eyes dart to the garage door. She takes a deep breath. If... if he promises not to hurt her and fixes her car afterwards, then...FINE, she says finally, an edge of defiance and anger in her voice. He can do whatever disgusting thing he has in mind. Shane grins as he draws Anita to him, squeezing a handful of her massive tits.

Anita's got nowhere to run, and EVERYTHING to lose.

AN HONEST LIVING
Homeowner's Son Terrorizes Honest Hardworking Housemaid

Amelia (Anny Aurora), a hardworking and honest housemaid, casts uncertain looks over her shoulder as she cautiously approaches her employer, Mr. Winters. There's something she's been wanting to tell him for months, and today's the day that she's finally going to do it. Yet, she freezes as she stands before Mr. Winters, who is impatiently waiting for her to spit it out. Although Amelia tries her hardest, words fail her, leading Mr. Winters to think she's simply shy about asking for a raise. However, nothing could be further from the truth...

Admitting defeat, she returns to the kitchen to clean the floor, only to be startled by Adam (Alex D), her employer's son. Adam is calculated and cruel, taking great pleasure in tormenting Amelia at every given opportunity. He hasn't shown mercy since the first day she started work. Even though he's not her boss, Amelia feels powerless to stop him from taking what he wants whenever he wants.

As Adam toys with her, he reveals that he knows Amelia was trying to tattle on him. She deserves to be punished for such subordinance... Although Amelia doesn't want to submit to him, she can't afford to lose this job and be left penniless. Once again, as she slowly unties her apron and bends over the counter, she gives in to Adam's demands.

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...

SEVEN MINUTES IN HELL
SHY TEEN CAUGHT, HUMILIATED & RECORDED FUCKING IN PUBLIC

Laura (Jaye Summers) sits alone on a set of stairs and watches quietly as a party carries on. It's late into the night at this point, and what was presumably started as a crowded, high energy event has started to wind down as most of the partygoers have left by now, the basement littered with red cups, beverage bottles, bowls of chips, and a general state of messiness left behind. The 10 or so teens who remain are chilling around the room as party music plays softly in the background, most talking in twos or small groups with Laura being the odd one out. One of the guys bounds down the stairs excitedly holding a red cup filled with liquid in each hand, brushing into Laura as he passes and almost spilling the beverages on her, and she makes an uncomfortable face as he passes her unapologetically.

Laura continues to sit in silence for a little while, and it becomes clear that she's not just watching the party, but staring at one guy in particular - Vince (Zac Wild) - as he laughs and jokes along with a pretty girl across the room. She looks on with a bit of envy, clearly wishing she could take the place of the girl he's talking to.

Just then, her fixation on him is broken when Janet, the party host and Laura's best friend, gets everybody's attention by flashing her tits. She laughs and says good, now that she's got everybody's attention, it's time to bring some life back into this party - who's up for a game of Seven Minutes In Heaven? Everyone groans and mocks her for such a dumb suggestion. She explains that they're all 18 here so this isn't going to be some lame-ass PG-13 kiss on the lips shit - anything goes as long as both people consent to it. She holds up a fistful of ripped paper scraps and waves them in the air - she's written down everybody's name on the paper - yeah, EVERYBODY she says as a couple of the teens chuckle nervously - and she's going to pull out one guy's name and one girl's name. And they know the rest!

Janet quickly divides the scraps of paper into two hats, and then pulls two strips of paper out of the hat. She announces the two names, Felicia and Brad - Felicia being the girl that Vince was talking to earlier - and the two of them look at each other with nervous smiles and shrugs. Janet tells them the clock is ticking as she starts a stopwatch app on her cell phone and then urges Brad and Felicia upstairs and starting the countdown. 'Have fun, you two lovebirds!' Janet mocks before heading back to the others who have settled back into party mode.

Janet looks around the room and sees Laura sitting by herself, and comes and sits next to her on the stairs. How is she liking the party so far? It's fine, Laura replies. Liar, Janet says. She knows Laura's been moping around staring at Vince all night and hasn't said a word to him. Laura blushes, is it that obvious? Janet says absolutely, she's just lucky that everyone their age is so self-centered that nobody has noticed. Laura ducks her head in her arms and moans, why can't she just talk to him? Janet tells Laura that it's easy, she just has to get up and say hi to him. Men like women that are forward.

After a minute or two of them talking, Felicia bursts out of the connected room. 'Boooo!' Janet says holding up her phone and pointing at it, they still had almost 5 minutes left! Felicia says nonchalantly that Brad was too hairy, it was disgusting, and she returns to the party without looking back. Brad comes back out the room too with an embarrassed shrug and tries to play it off as fine, some girls like a guy with a hairy chest. Felicia jokes that she wasn't talking about his chest, and the rest of the partygoers ooh and laugh at Brad.

Janet gets back up and pulls out the next two pieces of paper. She opens the first one up, and we see it says 'Vince'. She calls out his name and he raises his fists triumphantly, and a couple of his buddies wolf-whistle him in encouragement. Janet opens up the next slip of paper, and we can see the name 'Janet' written on it, but she closes it quickly without anybody else seeing it. 'Laura!' she calls out. Laura looks up, flustered, and says she didn't think she was playing. Janet says of course, she told them that EVERYONE was playing. Laura tries to excuse herself, saying she's fine sitting out, maybe Felicia would want to take her place since she didn't use her full time... but as she's saying this, Vince looks at Laura with a charming smile and tells her he likes the pairing as it is. Laura stutters, and Vince says reassuringly not to worry, he won't bite. C'mon! Laura is wide-eyed and almost speechless, but she nods okay and gets up to follow him into the room. Janet closes the door with a mischievous grin and starts the timer.

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Vince turns to Laura and asks so, where should they start? Laura blushes and says he doesn't have to do anything if he doesn't want to, they can just talk... or even not talk, if he'd rather. Vince asks her why on earth he wouldn't want to do something with her? She's one of the cutest girls in school. Laura looks surprised to hear it, and says that she didn't think he even knew who she was. He's hardly ever talked to her. Vince explains that he didn't want to screw up his chances or give her a bad impression by coming on too strong, she seemed like the type who didn't like rowdy guys, and likes to keep to herself. He was waiting for her to make the first move. Laura blushes and says oh, she had no idea. Vince grins and says he guesses fate must have put them together tonight. Laura tells him she doesn't mind if he comes on her... comes on to her! she corrects herself with embarrassment. Vince smirks and says he could even do both. Laura gasps and giggles nervously. Vince asks if she does really want to JUST talk. Laura shakes her head no, she wants more than that. Good, Vince replies, he does too.

They're still in there! Kyle laughs as he, Janet and perhaps one or two other partygoers huddle around quietly after several minutes of not having heard from the two upstairs. Janet smirks and says she knows, it's already been like ten minutes, things must be going well. Kyle mentions that there's only one way to find out. Janet gets serious, no, hey, Kyle, don't even think about it. Kyle has already started to walk away and says don't worry, he's not going to interrupt them, he's just going to stick his head in for a quick peek. After all, what if he's hurting her or something? Janet tells him that's not funny and Kyle says he's serious, wouldn't Janet rather be safe than sorry? Janet reluctantly admits he has a point. Thank you! Kyle says arrogantly, and creeps upstairs to the door of the bedroom. He opens it quietly and edges his way through the door and into the room.

He sees that Vince and Laura are mid-fucking and stifles a laugh. Oh shit! he says to himself. He watches them fuck for a good solid minute, intrigued and bemused, as Laura is being very vocal, telling Vince don't stop, keep going. Finally, Kyle sneaks back out. 'They're totally fucking!' he says in a loud excited whisper, not just to Janet but to the whole room. Janet looks pissed at Kyle for telling everyone, but several others in the room start to gather towards him to gossip. Is he serious? Vince, with HER? Isn't she a virgin though? and so on. Kyle relishes at being the one to tell them what he saw, how she was practically begging him for his dick. Janet looks increasingly upset, and tries to get them to respect Laura's privacy, but others in the group insist that they want to see too, they won't believe it until they see it. Slowly, people start to gather towards the bedroom, as shy Laura unsuspectingly continues to enjoy her seven minutes in heaven with her crush, unaware of the hell that's about to unleash.

Kenzie Taylor was tired of her BIG breasts and her doctor back in the United States would not do a reduction. However, she heard of this incredible doctor in Australia. During her visit to Dr. Stirling Cooper she explained her concerns and troubles having these big boobs. Dr. Cooper was having a hard time understanding what the issue was. So Kenzie needed to demonstrate how much of a problem it was for her... especially during sex.

Sara Jay is one Dirty House Wife, and her husband helps! She's getting private yoga classes and her instructor can't keep his hard on down. Along with the sexy hot yoga, her husband has also supplied some sexy lingerie for Sara and can't wait to hear about how hot her yoga sex session was.