[ Machinima, Virtual S*x, Over Shoulder Carry, Finger F*cking, Tit F*cking, Rich B*tch,
Posh, F*cking, Facial, Jerkoff, C*m Bath, C*m Sl*t, *nal S*x, Storyline, Role Play ]

Take one posh, rich b*tch and one rough, bad *ss guy and you get some volatile hot s*x! Candie has the worst luck, she just got her car back from the shop two days ago and she's broken down again. Taking a random exit off the highway was her first mistake. Her second mistake was thinking anyone would be awake at 3am to take her calls. Her third mistake, and the biggest of all, was to mouth off to the guy hanging on the street corner. Not one to take any b*tches lip, Ross makes it clear that she was one posh tart about to get into a world of trouble. Candie knew she was playing with fire when the muscle bound bad *ss pulled from his lean on the light post. She knew she should have kept her mouth shut but knowing something and doing it were two different things when this feisty b*tch got mad.

The situation she was in suddenly went from bad to worse when she took off running, only to get easily caught and tossed over the brutes shoulder, her *ss groped and smacked. Her squirming only made him hotter, loving a good fight Ross pinned Candie to the grimy bus stop wall and juiced her sweet snatch. Within seconds she was writhing like a common wh*re on his hand and he knew this fight was over and done before it even started. Ross had her stripped and primed, straddling her chest he pulled his fat d*ck from his trousers and began to slide his thick length between her ripe tits. Once he was stiff and hard he flipped her over, shoved her face in the dirty pavement, j*rked her *ss in the air and slammed his c*ck inside her. He drilled her hard until she was a quivering mess bucking on the end of his d*ck. He tossed her around, grabbing hold of her squirming body and with an arm wrapped around her stomach he planted her *ss in his d*ck. Giving her no time to protest, not that he'd listen anyway, his broad cherry tip busted through her tight tawny ring and he filled her lush *ss. Moaning like a b*tch in heat it took only a few seconds for her to start bouncing on his meat. Her tight h*le was stretched, massaging his gnarly shaft as she ground down on his c*ck until her juices streamed over his heavy sac. She was such a good f*ck he was close to bl*wing his nut. Pulling out of her tight dirt h*le he pushed her against the bus stop wall again and slid back inside her dripping c*nt. Slamming deep and hard, gripping her jiggling tits and holding her tight as she drenched his groin and thighs in her viscous juice. Feeling her sodden walls clamp down around him as she came undone, he slammed his f*ck stick deep exploding in her hot core. Pumping her full of sticky seed until he pulled out and tossed her on the nasty bus stop bench. Wanking his spewing muscle he unloaded across her face and tits, dousing her in thick ropes of c*m until he was spent.

Breathless and dazed, Candie grinned up at him as he j*rked her to her feet and crushed her against his muscle bound frame, sealing the deal with a feiry kiss and chuckling under his breath. He wasn't done with her just yet and her towards her car. A few minutes under the hood and the motor revved to life. Candie sank back in the seat laughing as he put the car in gear and they took off down the street. With a sulty, devious smile she eyed him thinking he would be the perfect ammunition against her step-father and he was a good lay. Catching the look he smirked and shook his head, "You're serious trouble... I knew it the moment I set my sights on you." All she did was laugh in reply.

Here C*ms Trouble (Full Movie - HD 1280x720)