The Third Wheel

Alix Lynx is your average hot young thing—hustling to her job, dishing dirt with her besties, and kicking back for weekly movie marathons with her ride-or-die crew. She's been tight with Trinity and Robby since high school gym class, when they were the weirdos dodging dodgeballs. But damn, she never saw it coming when those two ditched her for some steamy side action. Alix has been crushing hard on Robby forever, and Trinity's always known it. They swore off that drama ages ago—no crushes, no catfights over guys. Still, Alix seethes inside, claiming dibs since she spotted him first. It burns her up seeing Trinity's dark hands roaming all over his ripped bod, even locking lips with him right in her face. Alix's face gives her away every time, but she plays it cool with lame excuses, sticking to their pact like glue. Jealousy finally snaps her leash, though. When Robby strolls into her massage room, she pounces—nervous as hell, she yanks off his clothes, mutters that words are overrated, and dives in to make his afternoon explode with wicked bliss. She spills her guts about that teenage crush while her hands work magic. Things heat up fast; she grabs his stiffening cock, strokes it bold and teasing until he caves and lets her slam it down her eager throat for the sloppiest, deepest blowjob that'll wreck him. Not done yet, she climbs on and rides that dick like a champ, grinding until he blasts ropes of cum across her perky boobs and slick skin. Question is, will Trinity sniff out the third wheel's sneaky payback?