Chelsea Grinds POV

Mr. Pete spots Chelsea Grinds parked right in traffic, snapping pics of the Hollywood sign in that tiny skirt, that perfect ass basically winking at traffic. Chick loves living on the edge and laughs about it like it's no big deal. Pete clocks how fucking cute she is and sweet-talks her into coming back to his buddy's apartment. Says he'll wine her and dine her sometime. Real gentleman move—until those hands slide up her smooth thighs. She jolts, stranger-danger written all over her face, but Pete's got that cocky smile that says trouble's on the menu. What he meant by "a night out" was four fingers deep and straight to pound town. Turns out Chelsea's no shrinking violet in front of the lens; she loves following directions, loves showing off, and when he tells her to spread and squirt, she's already dripping. Bonus: she turns into a human fountain the second his massive cock starts pounding. Front-row POV fuck-fest. Enjoy watching Chelsea get absolutely railed—spoiler, she came way harder than you will.