
Kevin walks in and catches Mina straddling Tomm on the couch, her skirt hiked, panties thrown on the floor. She freezes. Tomm freezes. Then Kevin drops his phone and they all see the open chat on the screen: him begging Tomm to fuck him the night before. Mina laughs first—short, sharp, broken. Then Tomm laughs too. Kevin just stands there with his cock pushing hard against his jeans. She keeps riding Tomm, slow and deliberate, eyes locked on Kevin, daring him. Kevin steps closer. Tomm reaches out and yanks Kevin’s belt open. Mina takes Kevin’s dick in her hand while Tomm’s still deep inside her. Kevin shoves his tongue into Tomm’s mouth, rough and hungry. Mina guides Kevin’s cock against Tomm’s, pressing both of them to her dripping pussy. They push in together, stretching her wide. Kevin grunts loud; Tomm hisses through his teeth. She grips the back of the couch, hips snapping, taking them both in long, wet strokes. Sweat drips down Kevin’s stomach onto her tits. Tomm bites her shoulder and reaches under to stroke her clit. Kevin spits into his hand, slicks his fingers, pushes two inside Tomm’s ass while he fucks Mina. The room fills with skin slapping skin and short, filthy curses. Mina comes first—tight, shaking, clenching hard around both cocks until Tomm spills inside her. Kevin pulls out, shoots thick ropes across her belly and Tomm’s shaft, then drops to his knees and licks it off. They collapse in a slick, panting heap, chests heaving, the taste of cum still on Kevin’s tongue.
Kevin walks in and catches Mina straddling Tomm on the couch, her skirt hiked, panties thrown on the floor. She freezes. Tomm freezes. Then Kevin drops his phone and they all see the open chat on the screen: him begging Tomm to fuck him the night before. Mina laughs first—short, sharp, broken. Then Tomm laughs too. Kevin just stands there with his cock pushing hard against his jeans. She keeps riding Tomm, slow and deliberate, eyes locked on Kevin, daring him. Kevin steps closer. Tomm reaches out and yanks Kevin’s belt open. Mina takes Kevin’s dick in her hand while Tomm’s still deep inside her. Kevin shoves his tongue into Tomm’s mouth, rough and hungry. Mina guides Kevin’s cock against Tomm’s, pressing both of them to her dripping pussy. They push in together, stretching her wide. Kevin grunts loud; Tomm hisses through his teeth. She grips the back of the couch, hips snapping, taking them both in long, wet strokes. Sweat drips down Kevin’s stomach onto her tits. Tomm bites her shoulder and reaches under to stroke her clit. Kevin spits into his hand, slicks his fingers, pushes two inside Tomm’s ass while he fucks Mina. The room fills with skin slapping skin and short, filthy curses. Mina comes first—tight, shaking, clenching hard around both cocks until Tomm spills inside her. Kevin pulls out, shoots thick ropes across her belly and Tomm’s shaft, then drops to his knees and licks it off. They collapse in a slick, panting heap, chests heaving, the taste of cum still on Kevin’s tongue.