Anal Envy: Two-Timing Client

Vicki Chase stands in her entryway, dressed to the nines and clearly not going anywhere. When Casey Calvert knocks, the door swings open and Casey steps inside with a bright smile that darkens the moment she catches Vicki’s look. A quick word about the basement is all it takes. Casey slides her strap-on from the bucket and the two women fall into an easy, teasing rhythm of touches and low laughter. A second knock interrupts them. Sinn Sage breezes in, bucket in hand, another hidden cock stowed beneath the rags. The women freeze, then trade sharp glances. Each one thought she was the only regular. Vicki grins and tells them she likes a little extra help with the heavy work downstairs. The air tightens. Casey and Sinn move at once, hands on hips, hips on Vicki. They peel away silk and lace, mouths sliding over warm skin, tongues lapping until Vicki’s knees give. Straps are buckled. Casey slides in first; Sinn takes her place behind. Vicki rocks between them, taking both cocks in a slow, greedy grind, her cries soft and urgent. By the time they’re spent and glistening, the two cleaners are already wondering who she’ll call tomorrow.