I knocked on the door, heart pounding like a fool's drum. Alli swung it open, her long legs stretching forever in those tiny shorts, bubbly butt swaying as she smirked. 'Well, if it isn't my favorite ex-cuck. Still begging for scraps, darling?' Her small tits peeked through a sheer top, nipples already teasing the fabric. Connor lounged behind her, grinning. 'Told you he'd show,' he said. Alli laughed sharply. 'Of course he did. He can't resist watching what he lost.' She pulled me inside, voice dripping with wit. 'Strip the ego, honey. Tonight you're audience, not participant—unless I say so.' Connor chuckled. 'She's got you pegged, man.' Alli sauntered over, pressing her ass against him. 'Feel that? Bubbly and mine. Unlike your sad little memories.' I swallowed hard as she turned, eyes locking on mine. 'Horny already? Good. Get comfy.' She dropped to her knees, yanking Connor's pants down. His cock sprang free, hard and throbbing. 'Mmm, look at this beauty,' she purred, giving it a slow lick. 'Not like yours ever measured up.' Connor groaned, hands in her hair. Alli glanced back at me, witty as ever. 'Jealous? Panting yet? Watch close—this pussy's dripping for a real man.' She took him in for a sloppy blowjob, saliva glistening, her bubbly butt arched high. Connor thrust, panting. 'Fuck, Alli, your mouth's wicked.' She pulled off, cum already beading on her lips. 'Shut up and fuck me.' They tumbled to the couch, Alli straddling him reverse, long legs spread wide. His cock slammed into her wet pussy, dripping down her thighs as she rode hard. 'Yes, deeper—make the ex sweat watching!' she commanded, not submissive, owning every thrust. Connor came first with a grunt, filling her, but Alli kept grinding, panting and horny. 'Your turn to clean up later, cuck. This ass isn't done.' The room echoed with moans, bodies slick with sweat, leading to an explosive night.
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