Stefany Kyler

The soft launch of Hotel Vixen Caribbean had been a complete disaster. Hollywood hadn’t delivered, inventory was a mess, and the owner was ready to snap. Nancy leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “You need to get laid. Maybe some old friends can help.” Lillian raised an eyebrow. “Are we friends? You guys wrecked my wedding… but you did take my anal virginity and gave me the best orgasm of my life. So give me another one and we’ll call it even.” Nancy smirked. “One condition.” “Absolutely. I want to do my ass again. We can do that with Alberto. I like his dick.” A quick radio call later: “Alberto and Matthew to Room 69. Code pink.” Lillian was already naked on the big bed when the two men walked in. Alberto’s thick cock was half-hard just from the sight of her. She didn’t waste time—she dropped to her knees, took him into her mouth, and sucked him deep while Matthew watched and stroked himself. “So good to have your dick again…” she murmured between licks. Alberto pulled her up, bent her over the edge of the bed, and worked two slick fingers into her tight ass while she moaned. When she was ready he pushed the fat head of his cock against her hole and sank in slow, inch by inch, until she was full. “Fuck… yes… just like that…” Matthew moved in front of her. Lillian opened her mouth and took him while Alberto fucked her ass with long, steady strokes. The room filled with wet sounds and her muffled moans. They switched positions often—her on her back with legs pushed up so Alberto could drive deeper into her ass while Matthew sucked her tits, then her on all fours getting double-teamed, one cock in her mouth and the other stretching her hole. Near the end Alberto pulled out, flipped her onto her back again, and pushed back into her ass while she stroked both of them. Matthew came first, painting her tongue and tits. Alberto lasted a few more hard thrusts before he groaned and flooded her ass with a thick load. Lillian stayed open, breathing hard, cum leaking out of her as she smiled up at them. “Unforgettable,” she whispered. “Just like I remembered.”