Beware Of Roomies Bearing Gifts!

Tracy tears open the box and finds a wand vibrator staring right back. Big eyes, quick grin—fuck it, her birthday, might as well put it to work. Shirt off, tits out, legs spread, she’s got the head humming right on her clit, grinding down until her hips start twitching. Natural, perky, and zero shame. Door clicks open. John freezes in the hallway, jaw slack. “That was supposed to be a joke gift!” he blurts. Tracy just laughs, breathy and dripping, vibrator still buzzing between her thighs. Joke’s on him now. The air flips hot in a second. They’ve both been wanting this, so why pretend? Clothes hit the floor. John’s on her fast—hands, mouth, dick—while the toy stays in play. She cums loud and fast, then again when he’s inside her, filling her up like they both knew this was coming. Birthday bang achieved.