Brooke Fucks Your Girlfriend

Allie's boyfriend sits bound and useless downstairs. Through the floorboards he hears every wet thrust, every low moan as Brooke drives into her. Deep, steady strokes. They take their time. Latex squeaks each time their bodies slam together, the sound sharp above his silence. Allie leans in, tongue sliding past Brooke's teeth, mouths open and hungry. They kiss hard, sweat and spit mixing while Brooke keeps pumping until Allie shakes and cums around the thick, cut cock buried in her. They grind slower, then faster, the mattress creaking like it wants him to know. He stays right where Allie left him—collared, denied, listening while two blondes and a brunette fuck the night away. Hours. Brooke owns her now. He can dream.