Halloween26 Ch 7

The video cuts to black birds standing on huge wooden spools under a gray sky. The screen flashes and there’s a dark shape, like maybe a girl with wild, black hair—but then it’s the birds again.

Carla’s relieved. Her popcorn bowl is now actively holding her erection down, which feels kind of good.

The camera looks down on a naked woman on a table. At least ten hands are in the picture as five other women spread oil on her bare body. She’s shaved smooth, so everything is in view, shining delectably. Lying flat, her boobs pancake a bit, but it’s still obvious that they’re big. She smiles and squirms a little as all those palms and fingers glide over her freckled skin.

It cuts to bones in the forest with flies buzzing around.

“Oh, come on,” Stef says, irked.

A burst of static saves them, and welcome full color, vigorous movement, and joyous noises fill the room.

It’s the cougar and the pizza girl. The naked cougar lounges on a sofa. Pizza girl, shorts and panties gone, clothes askew, screams in ecstasy as she bounces in her lap. The cougar is so hung; Carla’s eyes glaze.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” Stef exclaims, scrambling to get her dick out.

The cougar lifts one huge breast to her own mouth and licks her fat nipple without taking her eyes off pizza girl’s face. Then she brings her hands out and claps them hard to the younger woman’s firm buns. Pizza girl shrieks theatrically and arches her back.

Carla’s cock twitches impatiently.

Stef’s wrist flies.

Carla risks a peek. Billie is calmly getting herself out. The light of the TV isn’t much, but she has a nice cock. She’s cool and calm as she pulls lazily.

Ellen is frozen with wide eyes and a massive, obvious tent.

Turns out that this is a party after all.

Carla puts her bowl aside and hooks her thumbs into her shorts, but before she can pull them down, the good stuff cuts away.

It’s a shadowed hallway with a dark figure at the end. Is it the same girl from a second ago? Doesn’t matter; Carla knows that if she waits a second, there will be good stuff. The pattern is obvious. She pulls her cock out, tingling a bit. She’s not self-conscious about having Stef or even Billie in the room. Ellen, though? Ellen usually isn’t around when Carla and Stef are getting up to this stuff.

It doesn’t matter. Carla’s not sitting this out.

As expected, the video cuts.

It’s that girl and her life-sized sex doll. She’s fucking it missionary style. Squelching from the lube and rubbery sounds mingle with bedsprings. The stiff, unresponsive doll is a little off-putting, but the girl’s body is nice. There’s definitely something hot about watching her do it. The camera repeatedly focuses on her cock plunging into the well-lubed hole and her pleasured expression. It’s not as good as the cougar and pizza girl, but Carla can work with this.

She wraps her hand around her twitching dick, gazes appreciatively at the girl’s bare ass, and begins to pull.