Strap-on sweeties

Alisa and Sasha had Brittany over, their tiny frames curled on the couch, already reaching for each other before she could look away. Their mouths met with wet heat, hands sliding beneath thin tops until nipples stiffened under eager thumbs. Brittany watched the tongues swirl, the soft gasps, the wetness already glistening between their thighs. They didn’t hide. They smiled, pulled her closer. The strap-on came out smooth and black, already buckled around Sasha’s narrow hips. Brittany’s eyes widened, then softened with hunger. She reached for it, wrapped her fingers around the warm silicone, curious and hungry at once. The girls guided her—Alisa on her back, legs parted, Sasha lining up, pressing in with slow control while Brittany kissed her open mouth. When they turned their attention to her, the toy slid between Brittany’s legs, stretching her in steady strokes, her own cries mixing with theirs as the three of them moved in rhythm.