My toy

Joana and Verunka split everything down the middle. Same classes, same shortcuts on pop quizzes. And when one of them finds a good cock, they divvy him up the same way—equal strokes, equal wet. Right now he's on his back between their sheets, legs spread, dick curved up hard and twitching. Joana takes the first turn, sinks onto him slow enough to feel every ridge pop inside, then lifts off and hands him over. Verunka takes the wet length in hand, lines it up, pushes down until her cunt swallows him to the root. She grinds once, twice, then climbs off. He glistens between them, slick from both, the switch seamless. They time their turns like clockwork, trading him back and forth with lazy little sighs each time their folds brush. No one lingers too long; they’re too practiced for jealousy. They just keep feeding him to each other, steady, filthy, fair.