Gianna Dior Gets Tested by Ryan Ryans

Slayed – Gianna Dior – Ryan Ryans – Screen Test throws you right into the kind of audition that doesn’t involve reading lines. Gianna Dior walks into Slayed’s studio like she owns the place—because by the end, she pretty much does. There’s no small talk, no warm-up. Just two women who know exactly what they’re here for, and Ryan Ryans isn’t about to let talent slip through her fingers without putting it through its paces first.

It starts with the kind of kissing that makes you forget this is supposed to be professional. Lips part, tongues meet, and Gianna’s already melting into it before Ryan’s hands even find her waist. The lingerie comes off slow—teasing—like they’re both savoring the buildup more than the payoff. But don’t let the patience fool you. Ryan’s got a plan, and it involves peeling back every layer until Gianna’s sprawled out, stockings still clinging to her thighs, that dark bush on full display. No shaving, no pretense. And would you expect anything less? Just raw, unfiltered desire.

Then comes the real test. Ryan doesn’t just dive in—she takes her time, fingers tracing circles that make Gianna’s back arch off whatever surface she’s been pushed onto. The pussy licking that follows isn’t polite. It’s hungry, sloppy, the kind that leaves no doubt about who’s in charge here. Is that worth showing up for? Absolutely. Either way, Gianna’s moans get louder, her hips bucking like she’s trying to either escape or get closer—she can’t decide. And when Ryan flips her over, tongue dragging down to that tight backdoor, it’s clear this “screen test” was never about acting.

Slayed doesn’t do half-measures, and this scene is no exception. The chemistry between Gianna and Ryan crackles like a live wire—part dominance, part mutual obsession. By the time Gianna’s writhing through her finish, you’ll forget this was ever supposed to be an audition. Some tests you pass without trying. Others? You leave the room knowing damn well you nailed it.