Not Too Hard, Not Too Soft

Emma drags Ariel to the furniture store to test mattresses, but Ariel's eyes lock on Siri, the smoking-hot clerk. Emma's poking at memory foam while Ariel and Siri slip behind a rack of king-size setups. Blanket pulled high, Siri drops to her knees and swallows Ariel to the root right there on the showroom floor, cheeks hollow, spit stringing. They think nobody sees. Then Emma appears, eyes wide, mouth open. Shock flips to a wicked grin real fast. She yanks her jeans down, climbs aboard, and the three of them start testing spring counts and weight limits like the store's closed for their own private marathon.