First Time For Everything

Aiden Ashley always stuck to the script—until tonight. She locked eyes with Jane Wilde across the room and something snapped. No words, no warning. She grabbed the college girl, kissed her hard, her tongue pushing deep like she'd been starving. Her husband, Quinton James, watched from the doorway, pulse throbbing. His cock went rigid before either girl even looked his way. He tore off his belt, pulled himself free. Aiden stayed locked to Jane's lips while Quinton peeled their clothes away, shoving his cock inside each of them in turn. Sweat slicked skin. Wet sounds filled the room. He switched back and forth, driving hard until his breath hitched. Aiden grabbed him at the edge, aimed him at Jane's bare stomach, and milked every thick rope onto that pale flesh. Quinton stayed standing above both of them, heart hammering, the air gone electric.