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Part 1: Chilling in my room, smoking, flipping through Dean Koontz—not because I’m trying to be edgy, but because that stuff is genuinely good. Usually, metal gets me hyped, but today, it's gonna take something even spicier to get me off. So, I grab my trusty voodoo doll, light a candle, and pray to summon a monster-dicked shemale beauty. Fuck yeah, she’s here.

Turns out, my friend hooked me up with her—a big-titted, long-haired blonde with a face pretty enough to ruin lives and a cock veiny enough to star in its own horror movie. The second I see her monster cock, I’m dripping. I don’t care if this stuff costs more than rent—I need that cock inside me, and I need it NOW.

My dad would fucking weep if he saw this beast splitting me open—damn, he’d probably be jealous. And my mom too…

There’s never enough oil for what’s about to go down. I spread my ass so wide it looks like a crime scene, and this red-haired shemale freak can’t fucking resist. Her cock’s twitching like it’s got a mind of its own, ready to destroy anything in its path. And holy cow, does she go for it—slamming into me so hard it feels like she’s trying to evict my organs. I’m almost in the other world, seeing stars, and begging her to split me open even more. Every thrust feels like I’m being punished for something, and honestly? I probably deserve it.

But vengeance is filthy, and I’m nastier than she bargained for. When she’s done fucking me into oblivion, I go face-first into her sweaty ass like the depraved cum-dumpster I am. Her stink is all over me, and I’m licking it up like the trashy slut I’ve always been.

Bored as hell, fridge empty except for nine sad-ass eggs and some zucchini. Like, what am I supposed to do with that? I’m horny out of my mind, and there’s only one fix: that weird number a dude from the alley gave me. He promised it’d hook me up with a girl packing the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Game on.
While waiting, I decide to multitask—pissing in the flower pot. Gotta stay hydrated, right? Suddenly, she’s here. A stunning, tattooed gypsy goddess with curly hair, a skirt that barely hides her fireman-hose-sized dick swinging underneath. My jaw drops.
She doesn’t waste time. I drop to my knees, take her massive cock in my mouth, and holy shit, the taste… I’m addicted. She rewards me with a load so big I feel baptized. Her blue balls? Absolutely legendary. And when she starts pissing on me, I realize I’ve officially become her obedient little mutt.

It was always my dream to have a personal assistant, you know? I'd like to own some huge pan-galactic company, but just to have a hot girl at my service any time I want. Can you see that image? Busty girl with glasses and shirt with one extra button loosen so the cleavage would open every time she bends down with some papers. Short skirt, high heels… Yeah, my imagination can be pretty specific sometimes. Anyway, I guess you have no PA, neither do I, so we can at least pleasure our eyes with a look on a real sweet personal assistant called Ilona. Enjoy.

She waltzes in, all casual like she’s in her own bathroom, getting naked without even glancing around. Classic rookie move. Now we’ve got her, ass up and legs out, giving a show she didn’t know she was putting on. Best part? She still doesn’t know she’s starring in her own nude flick.

Kristyna is a very rare girl. Casting with her started slowly. She’s elegant and during the interview she behaved decently and gently. She told us she would like to open her own restaurant, described her experience with modeling, filming lesbian scenes and told us about her strict attitude towards filming porn. She has a boyfriend and she would never ever cheat on him. He doesn’t know she went to this casting, but still. Then she told us anal is no problem for her, showed us her wonderful body and round ass. She teased our cameraman with the dildo, even let him finger her. In the end she was generous enough to blow his swollen cock and release the pressure. But still, her boyfriend can never know about this.