Enjoying The Poly Life

Bella Rolland sprawls across her bed, legs wide, panties yanked aside, fingers working her slick cunt. She tugs down her top, freeing her heavy tits, pinching her own nipples while her other hand keeps circling her clit. Jewelz Blu lingers in the doorway, eyes sharp, drinking it in. Then she steps forward. Bella jerks, caught, hips still twitching. Jewelz admits she left work early, and the view was worth every second. She presses Bella—who was Bella picturing? Hesitation flickers, but Bella caves: Ava Sinclaire, the bookstore regular with the pretty mouth. Jewelz tilts her head, smirking. “Call her,” she says. “I want to watch.” The suggestion burns through Bella. Next day they’re at the coffee shop, laughing easy. Bella blurts the proposition. Ava bites her lip, cheeks flushing, and says yes before she loses nerve. Hours later they’re in the bedroom. Jewelz sits back, eyes glittering, voice low with approval as Bella and Ava crash together. Hard kisses, tangled limbs, slick skin slapping. Jewelz feeds them filthy praise while they fuck like she’s the fuse and they’re already lit.