Chapter 9 Threesome Trap (4)

The bedroom was a fucking furnace, the air thick with sweat and sex as the three of us tangled on that plush white bed. Hailey was still bent over, her thick ass shaking from how I’d eaten her out, her pussy dripping down her thighs. Ryan stood there, watching us, his jeans so tight I could see his dick begging to bust out. Hailey smirked, crawling over to him like a cat in heat, her black thong still tangled around her knees. She unzipped his pants fast, yanked them down, and pulled out his cock—hard, thick, and ready. “Fuck, look at this,” she purred, wrapping her lips around it and sucking loud, her head bobbing as spit dripped down his shaft. Ryan groaned, deep and rough, his hands fisting her curls. She pulled off with a wet smack, grinning at me. “Come here, Stacy—suck this dick with me. Taste how good he is.”