PJ Party Pillowfight

Alexis, Rebecca and Thalia had been at it all night. Bows slipping from satin pajamas, champagne forgotten on the carpet, their laughter turning low as the first toy came out. Thalia buckled on the thick strap-on, the leather snug across her hips. Alexis bent over first, cheeks parted, rim already glistening. Thalia slid in, slow and deliberate, stretching that tight circle until Alexis moaned into the pillow. Rebecca watched, then climbed closer and pushed two fingers into her own ass, readying herself. They switched places every few minutes—Rebecca straddling Thalia’s face while Alexis took the next thrust. Three bodies locked together, hips rocking in rhythm, the room heavy with perfume, sweat, and the wet slap of silicone buried deep. Every hole got opened until the first one shuddered and spilled over, and the other two followed moments later, panting, spent, and already smiling about round two.