Menage A Trois

Holly and Alexis lie tangled together, hands busy between each other's thighs. Then Tiffany Thompson steps in. She moves like she owns the moment—tall, sharp, built to be looked at. She sheds her clothes without hesitation and drops to the bed. Her mouth finds Holly's nipple while her fingers slip between Alexis's wet folds. The three bodies shift, slide, press close. Alexis's tongue works between Tiffany's legs. Holly grinds against Tiffany's thigh, leaving a slick trail. The air grows thick with the sound of skin on skin, the soft smack of tongues against cunt, the low moans that slip out when fingers find the right spot.