Straight Arrow: Part Two

Agent X, Cassidy Klein, she had Karla Kush right where she wanted her—wet, breathless, and still buying the whole TV-producer lie. Tornado victims. Free homes. But only if the couple looked the part. Karla had never touched another woman before tonight, yet here she was, letting Cassidy map her body like it belonged to the network. Moans bounced off the walls when Karla's legs shook and her pussy pulsed around Cassidy's tongue. AJ Applegate walked in and froze mid-step. Her sister. Naked. Getting eaten out by a stranger. Karla scrambled to explain the scam—two sisters pretending they’re gay for cash—but the shock on AJ’s face made it clear she wasn’t convinced. Cassidy just smiled, unblinking, and the tension in the room snapped into something darker. AJ stripped because she wanted the free house as bad as Karla did. Three bodies twisted together on the sofa. Cassidy went down first, spreading AJ open with two steady fingers while Karla crouched behind her, tongue already sliding between Cassidy’s slick folds. Slick sounds, short breaths, wet skin slapping wet skin. AJ’s thighs quivered. Cassidy’s hips rocked. Karla’s moans vibrated straight through Cassidy’s cunt. One long chain of mouths and cunts, each woman riding the next like the cameras were already rolling, and none of them could afford to come slow.