The Bra Fairy

Chloe Cherry stands there holding that busted old bra over the trash like she's about to toss it, but she can't do it. Ryan Keely's behind her, smirking, telling her to stick it under the pillow for the Bra Fairy. Chloe rolls her eyes hard, mutters something about this being ridiculous, and heads off with the bra still in her grip. Ryan just laughs like she got away with something. Hours later the room's dark. Chloe shoves the bra under her pillow anyway, still half-convinced she's an idiot for buying in. She drifts off. A warm hand slips under the pillow, swapping the ratty one for something lacy and new. Chloe's eyes snap open. She kills the light on and there's Casey Calvert, wings out, lingerie doing very little to hide those curves, standing right there in her bedroom. Chloe blurts out who the hell are you, and Casey answers she's the Bra Fairy, all smooth and sweet. Chloe stares. Once she buys it, the truth tumbles out—she thinks Casey's hot as hell. Casey just grins, says Chloe's pretty cute herself, and they crash together, lips, hands, heavy breathing. Moans carry down the hall. Ryan barges in, sees the real deal, and freezes. Casey gives her one look and waves her over. Time to find out what this fairy can really do with two big-titted blondes and a brunette who just got drafted into the fun.