Orgy Videos
Orgy is the rarest of the group tags on Tushy, three scenes since 2024: Hotel Vixen Season 3 Episode 6: Code Pink, Hotel Vixen Season 2 Episode 9 Going Stag and Long Con Part 3. Across 3 scenes, Alberto Blanco and Christian Clay recur the most. 100% are in 4K.
Stefany sits at the edge of the bed, tension still knotted between her shoulders. Baby steps in first. She cups Stefany’s face, thumbs pressing into her jaw until her mouth parts. A slow kiss, nothing rushed. Eve slides behind her, hands under her shirt, lifting it over her head. Ashby kneels between her legs, unbuttoning her skirt, easing it down. The room stays quiet except for the sound of fabric sliding, skin meeting skin. Baby leans Stefany back. Eve’s mouth finds her breasts, lips soft then firmer, tongue circling each nipple until they tighten. Ashby spreads Stefany’s thighs wider. Her tongue moves lower, slow strokes that make Stefany’s hips lift. Baby watches, hand between her own legs, two fingers working in lazy circles. Eve shifts, turns Stefany onto her stomach. She presses her tongue between Stefany’s cheeks, wet and steady. Ashby reaches for the strap-on on the nightstand, straps it on, slicks lube along the length. She pushes in slow, inch by inch, until Stefany’s breath catches. Eve keeps her mouth where it is, licking around the base each time Ashby pulls back. Baby moves up, straddles Stefany’s face, lowers herself until Stefany’s tongue finds her. The pace stays measured. Each thrust pushes deeper. Eve swaps places with Baby, mouth wrapping around the strap-on the moment Ashby slides out. She tastes both of them on it before taking it back into Stefany, deeper this time. Ashby’s hand grips Stefany’s hip, pulling her back to meet every stroke. The heat builds without hurry. Bodies shift, positions change, but the focus stays the same: every inch claimed, every mouth used, every moan earned.
Stefany sits at the edge of the bed, tension still knotted between her shoulders. Baby steps in first. She cups Stefany’s face, thumbs pressing into her jaw until her mouth parts. A slow kiss, nothing rushed. Eve slides behind her, hands under her shirt, lifting it over her head. Ashby kneels between her legs, unbuttoning her skirt, easing it down. The room stays quiet except for the sound of fabric sliding, skin meeting skin. Baby leans Stefany back. Eve’s mouth finds her breasts, lips soft then firmer, tongue circling each nipple until they tighten. Ashby spreads Stefany’s thighs wider. Her tongue moves lower, slow strokes that make Stefany’s hips lift. Baby watches, hand between her own legs, two fingers working in lazy circles. Eve shifts, turns Stefany onto her stomach. She presses her tongue between Stefany’s cheeks, wet and steady. Ashby reaches for the strap-on on the nightstand, straps it on, slicks lube along the length. She pushes in slow, inch by inch, until Stefany’s breath catches. Eve keeps her mouth where it is, licking around the base each time Ashby pulls back. Baby moves up, straddles Stefany’s face, lowers herself until Stefany’s tongue finds her. The pace stays measured. Each thrust pushes deeper. Eve swaps places with Baby, mouth wrapping around the strap-on the moment Ashby slides out. She tastes both of them on it before taking it back into Stefany, deeper this time. Ashby’s hand grips Stefany’s hip, pulling her back to meet every stroke. The heat builds without hurry. Bodies shift, positions change, but the focus stays the same: every inch claimed, every mouth used, every moan earned.