Brittany pouted half-hearted—fully turned on from the cab teasing, Gloria beside her biting her lip to hide a grin—but they took the second roomette anyway, dragging bags in.
As the door closed, both shot me a look—hungry, promising.
We moved ahead down the corridor—now just me and the three original MILFs: Lily, Autumn, Tiffany.
The air shifted—thicker, charged.
Lily glanced at the numbers. "Two left—middle and end."
Tiffany smirked slow, leaning in a little, eyes locked on mine. "Alex… you pick who you want to share with." She said it casual, but the way she let it hang—putting it all on me—was pure tease, like she knew I would choose her.
Autumn leaned against the corridor wall, skirt riding up her toned thighs just enough to flash more skin, inviting me between those legs without a word.
Was I tempted? Hell yes.
Lily stayed quiet—watching, lips curved subtle, waiting.
"Why don't we flip a coin?" I said, grinning.
