Sexy Shoplifters Part 2

Casey and her two hot little friends Riley and Janice swiped a pack of rubbers and got busted. The guard drags them home and dumps them in the living room while Dad stares at the pile of trouble with his jaw swinging. Before he can blow up, Janice plants herself in front of him, drops to her knees, and unzips his jeans like it’s owed. She wraps her hand around his cock, strokes him once, twice, then leans in and swallows the whole thing down to the root. Spit trails down her chin as she bobs fast, cheeks hollowing, lips stretched tight. Riley steps in, pushes the elastic of his pants lower, cups his balls and gives them a gentle squeeze while her tongue flicks the underside whenever Janice pulls back for air. Casey stands frozen, watching her friends work like pros—Janice gagging wet and loud, Riley smiling up at Dad with that devil grin. Janice pops off, slaps his spit-slick shaft against her tongue, then Riley ducks in and sucks one of his balls between her lips, rolling it soft and warm. They pass him back and forth, throats flexing, tongues meeting at the head every time they switch. Dad finally groans and grabs a fistful of Janice’s hair, starts pumping his hips so the head knocks the back of her throat with every thrust. Riley keeps stroking whatever’s left exposed, her fingers shiny, her other hand already rubbing between her own legs. Casey bites her lip, heart hammering, realizing the bill’s already being paid in the sloppiest way possible.