Sugar-Mama Overload

Rachael lays down the law: no more allowance, no more car. Get a job or get lost. Aria rolls her eyes, but when her mother storms off she panics. She hates real work, so she decides to find a sugar mama instead—someone to bankroll her without breaking a sweat. After the matches stack up and she says yes to every one, five furious women storm her doorstep. Crystal charges first. "You thought you could run five of us at once?" A slap cracks across Aria's cheek. Jamie pulls her hair while Serene tugs her shirt over her head, breasts spilling free. Audrey drops to her knees, yanks Aria’s shorts down, and buries her tongue deep in wet folds. Texas jerks her hips forward, rubbing her clit against Aria’s ass. Fingers slide into her mouth, her cunt, her ass; tongues replace them in quick rotation. Aria gasps, drool on her chin, legs shaking as two women suck her nipples raw and a third drives three fingers in and out with wet, filthy sounds. Someone pushes her onto the couch, spreads her wide, and grinds a strap-on against her swollen lips until she begs. They trade places again and again—mouth on her clit, another in her throat, hands clamping her wrists—while every hole gets stuffed until she’s crying and coming harder than she can handle.