Noisy Neighbors - Sarah Jessie & Destiny Cruz

Glenn hears bass and laughter bleeding through the wall. Another night of their parties. He pounds on their door, ready to demand quiet. They open it wearing tight office skirts and crisp white blouses, heels clicking on the floor. Sarah Jessie—platinum hair, fake tits straining against buttons—leans against the frame and smirks. Destiny Cruz laughs right in his face. “Loser wants us to turn it down,” she tells Sarah. They make him kneel on their welcome mat. He feels heat climb his neck, but their stares pin him. They shove their pointed heels under his lips. He kisses leather, then bare skin. They step closer, unzip the skirts, bare their asses. Glenn’s tongue works where they shove him. Sarah lowers onto his face, grinding until his nose is buried. Destiny peels off her blouse, drops a fat breast into his open mouth. He sucks, drools, cock stiff in his slacks. They shove him onto the couch, strip the rest, make him lick their shaved pussies until they’re slick. Then Sarah sinks down on his cock, rides hard, tits bouncing. Destiny sits on his mouth again, cutting off his air. The night stretches: facesitting, foot worship, orders barked and obeyed. Glenn stops hearing anything but their breathing, their wet sounds, their filthy demands.