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Sarah was in the middle of folding laundry in the living room when the doorbell rang.
It was just past 7 p.m. The kids were at their dad’s for the weekend, the TV was muttering some true-crime show in the background, and she still had half a load of towels to deal with.
She opened the door in her usual Saturday-evening outfit — black leggings, loose grey tank top, no bra, hair in a messy claw clip.

Michael stood there grinning, and right behind him was his buddy James holding a twelve-pack of IPA.
“Hey, we were in the neighborhood,” Michael said, already stepping inside like he owned the place.
Sarah rolled her eyes but smiled. “You’re so full of shit.”

They ended up on the couch, beers open, talking shit about work and people they used to know.
The conversation drifted the way it always did when Michael was drinking — fast, flirty, shameless.
At some point Sarah caught James staring at her chest when she leaned forward to grab the bottle opener. He didn’t even try to look away.

“You two are disgusting,” she laughed, but her voice had that little edge that said she wasn’t really complaining.

Michael leaned back, spread his legs wider. “You love it.”
He reached over and gave her thigh a slow squeeze.
She didn’t move his hand.

Five minutes later the TV was muted and Sarah was on her knees between them.
Michael had his jeans open first. His cock was already thick and heavy in her hand.
She looked up at James while she stroked Michael, then leaned over and took James in her mouth without saying a word.
James groaned like he’d been waiting years for that exact moment.

“Fuck… that’s it,” James muttered, hand sliding into her hair.
She sucked him messy — spit running down her chin, loud wet sounds filling the room.
Michael watched, slowly jerking himself, then reached over and pulled her tank top down so her tits spilled out.

Sarah popped off James’s cock with a wet smack, turned to Michael and swallowed him deep.
She went back and forth between them, sloppy and greedy, letting them take turns guiding her head.
At one point both cocks were pressed together against her tongue and she just licked up the middle, looking straight into the camera that Michael had propped up on the coffee table.

“Get on the couch,” Michael said, voice rough.
Sarah climbed up, ass in the air, leggings yanked down just enough.
No panties underneath — she’d stopped bothering when she knew Michael was coming over.

James dropped down behind her first.
He spread her cheeks wide and buried his face in her ass without hesitation.
Sarah jolted forward, moaning loud enough that she immediately clapped a hand over her mouth.
“Shhh — fuck — the neighbors,” she gasped, but her hips were already rocking back against his tongue.

Michael laughed low. “Let ’em hear.”
He knelt in front of her, fed his cock back between her lips while James kept eating her ass like a starving man.
The room smelled like beer, sweat, and sex.
Every time James’s tongue circled her hole Sarah made a muffled whimper around Michael’s dick.

After a few minutes James pulled back, face shiny, breathing hard.
“Turn over. I want her pussy first.”

Sarah flipped onto her back, legs spread wide across the couch.
James lined up and pushed inside in one long stroke.
She hissed through her teeth — he was thick and she was soaked but still felt every inch.
Michael stayed by her head, cock brushing her cheek while she got fucked.

James gave her steady, deep thrusts, watching her tits bounce with every slam.
Sarah reached down and rubbed her clit fast, eyes half-closed.
“Harder,” she breathed. “Come on.”

Michael moved behind her, lifting her head so she could suck him while James pounded her.
The couch creaked like it might break.
Sarah’s moans turned into sharp little cries every time James bottomed out.

After a while they switched.
Michael took her from behind, hands gripping her hips so hard she knew she’d have marks tomorrow.
James knelt in front of her, cock slick from her mouth, and pushed it back between her lips.
She could taste herself on him.

Then came the part that always sent her over the edge.
James slid down, got underneath her while Michael kept fucking her from behind.
He pulled her hips lower and started licking her clit while Michael’s cock slid in and out right above his face.
Sarah started shaking almost immediately.

“Oh fuck — oh fuck — don’t stop—”
Her voice cracked.
James sucked her clit hard and Michael slammed in deep at the same time.
She came loud, thighs trembling, nails digging into the couch cushion.

They didn’t let her rest.
Michael pulled out, cock shiny and throbbing.
“On your knees again,” he said.

Sarah dropped down fast.
Both guys stood over her, jerking themselves.
She opened her mouth, tongue out, looking up at them.
James came first — thick ropes landing across her tongue and cheek.
Michael groaned right after, shooting across her lips and chin, some dripping down onto her tits.

For a few seconds nobody moved.
Just heavy breathing and the faint sound of the refrigerator humming in the kitchen.

Sarah wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, laughing breathlessly.
“You two are animals.”

Michael grinned, already reaching for his phone to stop the recording.
“Yeah, but you love it.”

She stood up on shaky legs, leggings still around her thighs, cum streaking her face and chest.
“Look at this mess,” she muttered, glancing toward the hallway. “I gotta clean up before the kids come back tomorrow.”

James handed her a half-empty beer.
“Drink first. You earned it.”

Sarah took a long swallow, then smirked.
“Next time bring pizza. I’m starving.”