Peach

Alexis Tae slips out of her robe and leaves her boyfriend a text: “I need tonight.” She walks next door to Emily Willis and finds the brunette waiting on the couch, bare under a silk slip, legs parted just enough to show the soft dark bush that always made Alexis weak. Emily smiles, lazy and knowing. Alexis drops to her knees between those thighs and licks once, slow and flat, tasting the heat she promised herself she’d quit. Emily’s hand fists in her hair, guiding her deeper. The taste is still peach-sweet and forbidden. Rob Piper steps in behind them, shirt open, already thick. Alexis keeps her mouth busy while he strips her, sliding his cock between her lips until spit runs down her chin. Emily stands, turns Alexis, and kisses her own slick taste from Alexis’s tongue. Rob lines up and pushes inside Alexis in one smooth stroke. Each thrust rocks her forward into Emily’s waiting cunt. She sucks and swallows, coming up for air only when Rob’s hand presses her down again. Emily climbs onto the couch, legs wide. Alexis buries her face once more while Rob fucks her harder, faster. The wet sound of his balls slapping wet skin fills the room. When he tenses, Alexis stays still, taking every thick pulse until cum leaks around him. Emily pulls her up, tongue curling through the mess, sharing the taste they both wanted one last time.