You weren’t supposed to see this. Two women sharing one guy in a hotel room after Valentine’s Day plans went sideways. Blonde with bleached hair kneels first—red lips wrapped tight around him while her tits spill over the sink edge. The other woman leans against the doorframe watching, fingers tracing her own pussy through black lace before stepping closer. She doesn’t ask permission; just pulls him up by his belt and rides him on the countertop like he’s hers too. Mirror shows everything—the way her ass clenches when she takes it deep, how they switch mid-thrust without breaking rhythm. No lube needed here; just greedy mouths and slicker places.
