Kayden Fucks with the Other Woman

Kayden opens the door and sees her husband deep in another woman. She stops. She watches. Then it hits her. Not the cheating. The waste. Lena works Manuel with half-hearted rhythm, lips barely parting, throat barely taking him. Kayden doesn’t yell. She steps closer, drops to her knees, and pushes Lena aside. Her mouth slides down on him in one wet motion, taking every inch until her nose brushes skin. Lena stares, jaw tight, eyes sharp. She won’t be shown up. She grabs his shaft, shoves Kayden’s head back, then leans in herself, forcing the same depth and more. They trade him like a prize they both refuse to lose. Sixty-nine forms fast—Kayden on top of Lena, tongues busy, Manuel caught underneath, cock passed from mouth to mouth while his hands stay idle. He barely moves. He’s furniture now. Two blondes and a brunette grind against each other around him, hips rolling, hands pushing, mouths competing. Every time he tries to take control, one of them pins him flat again. Blonde hair tangles with brown, sweat mixes, moans turn sharp. They fight with tongues and throats and slick fingers, using his body only as the ground they battle on. By the time they finish, Manuel lies spent beneath both of them, barely needed, barely used, nothing left but proof he got taken apart by the fight he started.