Cheaters Caught Red-Handed - River Lynn, Scarlette Moon & Alex Jones

Alex gives River a slap on the ass and tells her she's gotta go. His wife's plane lands in a couple hours, and he doesn't feel like playing Russian roulette with his marriage today. She teases him about it—calls him a pussy—then struts out in nothing but his shirt. Two minutes later the door swings open and Scarlette's home early, wheeling her suitcase right up the goddamn walkway. Alex's stomach drops. River hits the floor and rolls behind the couch just as Scarlette steps inside, already kicking off her shoes and unbuttoning her blouse. "I was wet the whole flight," she says, eyes locked on the bulge in his sweats. "Get it out." She drops to her knees, yanks his cock free and swallows him to the root like she's been starving. Then she stands, pushes him onto the couch and rides him hard, tits bouncing in his face. Every slap of skin, every wet squelch, every moan is loud enough for River to hear from her hiding spot. Scarlette comes first, clenching and gasping, then heads straight for the shower without a glance behind the furniture. The second the water starts, River pops up like a horny jack-in-the-box. Her pussy's literally dripping—she heard all of it and now she wants what Scarlette just had. Alex tries to wave her off but she's already straddling him, sinking down on his still-slick cock. They fuck fast and filthy, couch creaking, until Scarlette walks back in wearing only a towel. Alex freezes, dick buried inside another woman, heart hammering. But Scarlette doesn't scream. She drops the towel, licks her lips and says, "Room for one more?"