Fantasy For Three

Charlotte Sins blinks awake and catches Victoria Voxxx already two fingers deep right next to her. "Caught you," Charlotte teases. Victoria grins, never slowing down. "I was picturing you getting fucked," she admits, "by a guy. Hard. In the ass." She knows Charlotte used to ride dick before they got together, and the image has been on loop. If Charlotte wants to scratch that itch, Victoria wants a front-row seat. Charlotte laughs, then admits she already knows the perfect guy: her coworker Christian Wilde. Three days later he’s on their couch, pants at his ankles, while Charlotte climbs on top. Victoria watches every inch disappear, biting her lip, until she can’t stay on the sidelines. She slides in close, hands everywhere, and the three of them tangle up until the only thing left is sweat and shaky breathing.