Jose texted his dealer, Chloe, to come through with a bag. When she arrived, he offered her a drink and a seat on the couch next to Sierra. The room got thick with tension as he whispered to Chloe, “Stay for a bit. We got something better than coke.”

Sierra bit her lip, her eyes locked on Chloe’s tight jeans. Jose rubbed Sierra’s thigh, then leaned into Chloe, his hand sliding up her leg. “We want you tonight. Both of us.”

Chloe’s breath hitched. “Fuck yeah.”

Soon, Sierra’s mouth was on Chloe’s neck, her hand down Chloe’s pants, finding her pussy already slick. Jose watched, his cock stiff as a rock, before he dropped to his knees and buried his face between Sierra’s legs, lapping at her clit. Chloe moaned, grinding against Sierra’s fingers.

Jose guided Chloe to the floor, her skirt hiked up, panties off. He slid his dick into her wet hole, slow at first, then deep. Sierra crawled over, tonguing Chloe’s nipples while Jose pounded. The room filled with wet slaps and breathless filth.

“Fuck my cunt, Jose,” Chloe gasped.

Sierra straddled Chloe’s face, letting Chloe eat her out while Jose kept pumping. He shot his load deep inside Chloe’s pussy, then pulled out, his cum dripping down her thighs.

Sierra turned Chloe over and went down on her, licking Jose’s cum off her slit. “Your turn, baby,” Jose growled, pushing his still-hard dick into Sierra’s ass from behind as she ate Chloe out