Sophia Locke & Her Hubby Experiment New Things

Sophia and Ethan fuck like rabbits and she loves every minute of it—especially when she's behind the strap-on giving it to him. But tonight Sophia wants more than her husband's pretty hole. She wants two strange cocks working her at once. They picked Don and Justice off a dirty hook-up site, vetted the pics, talked it through. Now she's sprawled on the couch, pussy already leaking, panties shoved to the side, while Ethan's tongue keeps her slick and ready. The bell rings. Door cracks. Two hard strangers walk in and grin at the show between her thighs. Hands waste no time—her fingers wrap around thick shafts, pump, weigh, tease. They lift her, spread her, and the room turns into pure motion: cocks slamming in, her voice cracking on every thrust, orgasms rolling one after another. She grips Ethan's hands, whimpers his name between gasps, then looks him dead in the eye. “Baby, strap time?” Ethan peels away, buckles the monster harness that wobbles in the air—fat, shiny, obscene. Don and Justice flinch. Sophia laughs, legs open, cunt dripping. “That one's just for him,” she tells them, giving the head a slow stroke. Ethan drops to his knees, backs onto the shaft, takes it in one greedy push. Sophia sucks both guests at once, gagging happily while she fucks her husband open. Between mouthfuls she groans, “We’re both such sluts.” Ethan rises, rides the cock upright, hips slapping, while the two strangers circle and jerk. Cum splashes across her tits, her belly, her open mouth. When the last rope lands, Ethan drops, kisses her hard, tongues through the mess and swallows with a filthy grin. “First of many,” he promises, still bouncing on the strap, her lips sticky, all of them catching their breath.