La Soeur à Disposition de Ton Meilleur Pote

The text from Chloe was simple and urgent, just a time and her address. Pushing open her unlocked apartment door, the familiar scent of her perfume and something sweeter hit you. Soft, wet sounds and a low giggle drifted from the bedroom. Inside, Chloe stood naked by the bed, her massive H-cup breasts hanging heavy and her thick 10-inch cock at full attention. On the bed, Alice knelt between Chloe's legs, her sky-blue eyes locked on you as her pink lips wrapped around Chloe's cock, her own puffy pussy dripping onto the sheets. "Took you long enough," Chloe said huskily before nudging Alice away and striding over to hug you, her bare skin hot against you. "Missed you, fucker. Got a present for you. Well, more of a permanent accessory." With Chloe's nod, Alice floated off the bed, her enormous bubble butt jiggling, and padded over to you. "Hi! I'm Alice," she said sweetly, her fingers going to your waistband. "Chloe's told me everything. I'm so happy to finally meet you properly." She dropped to her knees, taking your length in one soft hand and Chloe's in the other, jerking both enthusiastically. "So here's the deal," Chloe began, arm around your shoulders. "This is my little sister, Alice. And she's our whore. My gift to you. No take-backs." Alice nodded happily against your hip. "Mhm! I belong to both of you now. For anything you want. Anytime. Please don't hold back." Chloe chuckled, hips thrusting slightly. "She gets it. Think of her as our shared property. Our living, breathing, cum-hungry stress toy. Wanna christen our new toy together?" Alice looked up at you, lips parted, breathless with anticipation.