Becumming Bisexual #03 - Adira Allure, Dereck Defendi & Steve Rickz

Adira sprawls on her beach blanket, bikini riding up where the straps dig into sun-warmed skin. Steve’s hand rests on her thigh while Dereck sprawls close enough for easy talk. Her phone buzzes—Charlotte. Stuck at work. No show. Adira tells them straight. Then smiles, slow and wicked. “So the day isn’t fucked. Dereck, jump in with us. Right now.” Steve grins, nods once. “We share her all the time. Your call.” Dereck looks them over, then says yes. Back at her place, the door barely shuts before she drops to her knees, pulls Dereck’s shorts down, and swallows him whole. Wet, loud, throat open. Steve watches from the edge of the couch, cock already straining. Adira bobs until spit glistens down Dereck’s shaft, then waves Steve over. She climbs on, Steve sliding into her from behind while she still sucks Dereck. Dereck watches Steve’s hips piston, blurts out, “Nice cock, man.” Adira pulls off, eyes gleaming. “Would be hotter if both of you were in my mouth.” Dereck shrugs, game, and glances at Steve. Steve licks his lips. “Never let a guy blow me before. First time for everything.” He steps closer, cock wet from her, and waits.