Perfect Fit

Karla watches from the couch, legs spread, as Addison kneels between Alberto’s thighs. Addison takes his cock deep, lips stretched, throat working. Her blonde hair swings every time she bobs. Karla’s eyes stay on her, checking the reaction, testing how far the new girl will go. Addison pulls off, saliva stringing from her chin, then turns her ass toward Alberto without being told. He grips her hips and pushes in, one slow thrust after another until her cheeks slap against him. Karla’s gaze stays sharp, measuring every moan Addison lets out. They switch again. Addison climbs over Alberto and lowers her mouth onto his cock while he pulls her pussy down to his tongue. They rock in a steady 69, the wet sounds filling the room. Karla’s fingers rest between her own thighs, sliding slowly. Alberto flips Addison onto her back and spreads her legs wider. He fucks her hard, the couch creaking under the force. Karla stays close, watching Addison’s face twist with pleasure. When Alberto pulls out and presses against Addison’s ass, Karla nods once. Addison doesn’t flinch. She arches her back and lets him slide in, taking every inch until his hips meet her cheeks. He moves faster now, each stroke bottoming out. Karla leans in, eyes locked on the tight stretch. Alberto’s rhythm breaks. He grunts, buried deep, and fills Addison’s ass until cum leaks out around his cock. He slides free. Addison turns, takes him into her mouth without pause, tasting herself and him together. Karla’s lips curve, satisfied.