Riley Reign

Riley Reign hails from Florida, a state that seems to churn out quite a few budding pornstars. “I think it’s just ‘cause it’s a little crazy there,” she told me. “There are lot of whores there.” The blonde beauty fits the bill perfectly, as she was eager to show me her perfect naked body within minutes of sitting down for a chat. “I actually don’t have anything on under here,” she said, dropping the blanket. “Surprise!” Oh my god, her twerking made me want to skip the interview segment entirely, but I am a professional, after all.

I wouldn’t be the first to succumb to Riley’s charms. Banned from all the social media apps, she still manages to get laid enough that she rarely masturbates. “I fucked a lot of guys in my apartment complex, too,” she said, “but that wasn’t a good idea.” We talked about her body count in the hundreds, which got me curious about what she looks for in a guy. I handed Riley some playdough and asked her to show me. “So I’m supposed to make a dick out of this?” she giggled.

After Riley had sculpted a thick, long dong, I realized I had the perfect gift for her. “I haven’t gotten many good presents, honestly,” she said, getting onto her knees. Her eyes lit up when she unwrapped my offering, and the next thing you know, she was fondling my balls and sucking my cock. “I like this present,” she said with a big smile as she handled it, then put her mouth back on it. “I like dick my mouth,” Riley told me. “I was just born with it, you know.” Slurp.

We moved to the couch, where Riley took a seat on my sausage. I helped myself to handfuls of ass as she bounced, breathing hard, moaning and working the hell out of her pelvis. I was speechless when she twerked on me, and things started heating up even more when she spun around to ride me backwards.

Riley flashed fuck-me faces as we stood up and I slipped it to her from behind, making her eyes roll back in her head. “Yes! I like it deep!” I held her arms back as I nailed her, our bodies slapping together in rhythm. “Fuck that pussy! Fuck that pussy!” she sang. Riley’s a flexible gal, so she bent way over, spread her legs and put a hand on the ground while I kept smashing in this yoga position. I think it’s called Downward Dong.

She climbed onto her hands and knees next, teasing me with her ass. I gave it a couple of smacks before sticking it to her, making her moan loudly while her titties jiggled. “Yes! I like that!” she squealed when I smacked her ass, and then held a cheek to help me get deeper. “Fuck yes! Right there!” Riley twerked on my dick again, and then twerked for the camera. This girl’s got so much cake she could start a bakery if this porn thing doesn’t work out. (But I’m sure it will!)

Riley’s been in the business for nearly a year now, so I was curious if she’d ever done piledriver. “Yeah, like this?” she asked, flipping upside down with her holes in the air. I got an oh-face and an “oh fuck” as I started drilling her shaved pussy. The girl was practically hypnotized watching my hog going in and out. “Oh my god, that feels so good!” I rubbed her clit as I fucked her, making her squeak like a dog toy.

Ass down, legs up at the edge of the couch, I banged Riley as the missionaries did, grabbing some titty before holding onto a leg for leverage. “Oh my god, your dick feels so good,” she moaned, getting louder as she watched herself getting impaled.

“Are you gonna cum?” she asked. “You should cum on this pretty face.” I kept fucking her as she teased me with her tongue out. “Fuck, daddy, fuck!” she squealed. “I want that fucking cum!” Riley got onto her hands and knees to catch my seed, then sucked me clean. Sperm dripping down her chin, she smiled pretty, shared a few loving words for the fans and blew a kiss.