This drunken guy fell asleep with some chick's panties in his pocket, but he quickly sobers up when he wakes up with his hands and feet tied and his girlfriend making out with some guy right in front of him. That's what you get for being a cheating schmuck! He can't do anything but moan and threaten his gf and her lover as that dude fucks her any way he wants. The bitch even gives her bf a kiss while getting drilled doggystyle. What a whore!

A good porn agent always picks the right chick on the street cuz he knows which type will be the easiest to trick into fucking on camera. This long-legged blonde is a sure catch and she doesn't disappoint in a studio as well posing in her sexy lingerie and getting naked to suck some dick and get fucked for her first ever porn video. With a great ass and a tight slurping pussy like that this eager kitten would really make a nice pornstar.

Fuck medical ethics, it did not take long for the genetic engineers to figure out what to do. Tracy is not their first attempt, some of the others turned into green slime in the test tube, but she is the first that all the scientists at the research institute wanted to fuck. Although some of them did have a good time with the green slime. After a few experimental gene mutations, they came up with ever smiling Tracy, the beautiful girl with near zero IQ, who is open and willing to do anything. The corporate sponsors came to see. And fucker Tracy. They ordered more specimens, more clones. Now the institute gets plenty of funding. And all the poor sods in hospital waiting for stem cell technology to cure them get nothing. It is all down to sex. Tracy, genetically engineered to be happy to do everything, on video.

Muy heads the regional coronavirus coordination center. A pretty good job, it entails no skill or knowledge, she just delegates all the work out to NGOs, people who supposedly know what they are doing, and are qualified. Muy is qualified, she has got an MA is biochemical engineering. At least she has got the certificate. She never attended university, she merely had sex with the right professors. The now disgraced professor of chemistry introduced her to the minister in charge of communicative diseases at one of his clandestine parties. That is how she got the job at the coordination center. All she has to do to keep the job, is be ready for sex on demand, and give back half of her wages. I hate to imagine what will happen if one of these new flu viruses starts spreading. All I know is that Muy will spread her legs. Watch the video.

Don't really know her name except that she is fit. Fit runs the aerobics class under the expressway bridge at dusk. Every day slim hipped Super fit Fit leads the crowd on stage in front of two hundred fat and middle aged women. The rave music blares out at two million decibels from an enormous PA stack behind her. She bobs, rotates and gyrates, and sweats. She wears sweaty lycra shorts and a small top. She has got this stupid microphone strapped to her head, and is continually counting to eight. She is perfect. Every single one of the two hundred fat women is useless, cannot keep up, get every step wrong and lose count. But they come back religiously, in the hope that they can get a figure like Fit. So after the hour long session, she climbs down from the platform, with me glaring up at the sweaty crotch of her black lycra, and I say to her, 'Come back with me for a fuck, you can sweat on my sofa.' Fit just told me to fuck off and that she is not a cheap whore. 'Alright, I will give you some money then.' Watch the video.