
The studio was supposed to be empty, but Shana heard it anyway. Moans. Low and wet. She followed the sound to a half-open door and found Amy Lee and Roxy Lane on the floor, Roxy on all fours while Amy drove a thick strap-on into her. Roxy’s ass cheeks shook with every thrust, and the room smelled like sex and sweat. Shana didn’t hesitate. She peeled off her clothes and dropped them where she stood. Amy looked up, eyes glassy, lips parted. Without a word, Shana turned around, bent over the couch, and spread herself. "Fuck my ass," she said, voice calm and clear. Amy pulled out of Roxy, the dildo glistening, and stepped behind Shana. One smooth push and the toy sank deep into Shana’s tight hole. Shana’s breath caught. She pushed back anyway, taking every inch, knuckles white on the cushions while Roxy crawled closer to watch.
The studio was supposed to be empty, but Shana heard it anyway. Moans. Low and wet. She followed the sound to a half-open door and found Amy Lee and Roxy Lane on the floor, Roxy on all fours while Amy drove a thick strap-on into her. Roxy’s ass cheeks shook with every thrust, and the room smelled like sex and sweat. Shana didn’t hesitate. She peeled off her clothes and dropped them where she stood. Amy looked up, eyes glassy, lips parted. Without a word, Shana turned around, bent over the couch, and spread herself. "Fuck my ass," she said, voice calm and clear. Amy pulled out of Roxy, the dildo glistening, and stepped behind Shana. One smooth push and the toy sank deep into Shana’s tight hole. Shana’s breath caught. She pushed back anyway, taking every inch, knuckles white on the cushions while Roxy crawled closer to watch.