All In

She senses it the second they lock eyes. Her man’s cock already pushing against his zipper, Avery’s mouth wet with want. Jane Wilde knows how to read a room, and she wants the front row seat. Lights hit bare skin. Clothes drop. Troy Francisco frees the heavy meat they’re both after and Jane drops first, taking it deep, lips stretched, saliva already dripping off his balls. Avery watches, eyes burning, then moves in. Two brunettes, one thick BBC, tongues trading spit and heat along every inch. Troy grabs Avery next, turns her, presses her face-down. He spits, pushes, slides into her tight ass while she gasps and curses. Jane holds her open, fingers digging in, watching every thrust. She licks where they meet, hungry for more. Bush brushes thigh. Sweat mixes with slick. Troy switches back to Jane, spreading her cheeks, driving in hard, the camera catching every raw inch disappearing inside. Avery strokes him at the root, feeds him back in, keeps the rhythm tight. The bed rocks. Three bodies tangle, mouths open, holes used, the air thick with moans and filthy talk. Troy pulls out, sprays across both faces. They lick it up, tongues touching, eyes half-lidded. Nothing held back. Just lust, tension, and a deal no one regrets.