Cam Show With BV

So me and Bella Vendetta from BurningAngel got together for a cam show in New York. A single pizza box sat on the mattress like some kind of filthy centerpiece. Grease marked the cardboard, slices clung to one another in a sloppy stack. She took the first bite, sauce glistened at the corner of her mouth, and then she looked straight at the lens. That was it—the moment the two of us decided to make the pizza our dirty little stage. She climbed over me, cold pepperoni pressed to her thigh. My hands spread warm tomato sauce across her stomach, down between her legs, and she sighed like the heat itself was getting her off. Dough under us, crust breaking. Her tits bounced with every grind of her hips, little circles of grease lighting up her skin. She smeared ricotta across my cock and licked it clean, tongue tracing slowly around the head before she took me to the back of her throat. Slices disappeared between us—one in her mouth, one I fucked into her cunt until the crust went soft. The mattress was a mess of crumbs and cum. She smelled like garlic, sweat, sex. The chat lost their minds when she turned her ass to the camera and showed the cheese still stuck to her slit. Bella looked back over her shoulder, laughter breaking into a moan. I shoved two fingers in beside my dick, opening her wider, letting them watch everything stretch and drip. We didn’t stop until the pizza box was empty and our bodies looked like the aftermath of some erotic food fight. That night the legend was born: whoever dared order a pie and started a PizzaParty was getting on camera next.