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Stella and Allison are all set for their steamy anniversary vibe at home, kicking it off with a romantic massage that'll leave 'em both panting. Stella's first in line, draped out and ready to melt under Allison's skilled hands. But bam—unexpected knock at the door. It's Rebecca, the hot contractor they hired, barging in like she owns the place. She's on a killer deadline, so she rudely lets herself inside, tools in tow, ignoring their annoyed glares.
Stella's pissed, her relaxation shot to hell. She whispers to Allison, 'Keep rubbing me down, babe—make it extra dirty. Maybe that'll freak this intruder out and send her packing.' Allison smirks, dives right back in, turning those innocent strokes into full-on sensual caresses. Fingers trail teasingly over Stella's curves, dipping lower, making her moan loud enough to echo. They amp it up—oils slicking skin, bodies grinding close, breaths hot and heavy. Hell, they straight-up start fingering and kissing like the world's ending, hoping Rebecca bolts from the sheer heat.
But nope. Rebecca's eyes lock on, unfazed, maybe even intrigued by the show. She keeps hammering away at her work, stealing glances that scream she's hooked. Finally, Stella catches her vibe and grins wickedly. 'Screw it,' she says. 'Join the party, Rebecca. Our anniversary just got a threesome upgrade—let's fuck and make it legendary.'
Stella and Allison are all set for their steamy anniversary vibe at home, kicking it off with a romantic massage that'll leave 'em both panting. Stella's first in line, draped out and ready to melt under Allison's skilled hands. But bam—unexpected knock at the door. It's Rebecca, the hot contractor they hired, barging in like she owns the place. She's on a killer deadline, so she rudely lets herself inside, tools in tow, ignoring their annoyed glares.
Stella's pissed, her relaxation shot to hell. She whispers to Allison, 'Keep rubbing me down, babe—make it extra dirty. Maybe that'll freak this intruder out and send her packing.' Allison smirks, dives right back in, turning those innocent strokes into full-on sensual caresses. Fingers trail teasingly over Stella's curves, dipping lower, making her moan loud enough to echo. They amp it up—oils slicking skin, bodies grinding close, breaths hot and heavy. Hell, they straight-up start fingering and kissing like the world's ending, hoping Rebecca bolts from the sheer heat.
But nope. Rebecca's eyes lock on, unfazed, maybe even intrigued by the show. She keeps hammering away at her work, stealing glances that scream she's hooked. Finally, Stella catches her vibe and grins wickedly. 'Screw it,' she says. 'Join the party, Rebecca. Our anniversary just got a threesome upgrade—let's fuck and make it legendary.'
