Playboy Morning Show - Episode 484

Kevin and Andrea greeted Nick Thune, the comedian whose new film was called Bad Johnson. Nick arrived with the easy swagger of a man who knew exactly what he had and wasn’t shy about showing it. He wore a dark shirt open at the collar, the fabric clinging to his chest just enough to hint at muscle beneath. Andrea’s eyes drifted lower, catching the outline of his cock pressing against his jeans, long and thick even before it was hard. Kevin noticed too. He caught Andrea’s quick glance and smiled, the look they shared already charged. Nick caught them both looking and didn’t bother to hide it. He let his legs spread wider on the couch, letting the denim stretch tight across the heavy ridge of his cock. Andrea’s lips parted, a small breath escaping as heat pooled between her legs. Kevin shifted, already hard, his own cock straining. Nick leaned back, arms stretched across the back of the couch, the movement pulling his shirt higher, revealing the hard plane of his stomach. Andrea’s gaze followed the line of dark hair that disappeared beneath his waistband. She wanted to tug his jeans open, wrap her fingers around that thick cock, feel it pulse and thicken in her hand. Kevin’s hand found her thigh under the table, fingers creeping higher until they brushed the damp lace between her legs. She spread for him without thinking, and he pressed two fingers against the wet spot, stroking slow circles until she had to bite her lip to stay quiet. Nick watched it all, a lazy smirk on his mouth, his cock now fully hard and obvious beneath the denim. He reached down, gave himself a casual squeeze, the gesture shameless. Andrea’s cunt clenched at the sight. Kevin pushed her panties aside, slid two fingers inside her, fucking her slow and steady while Nick sat three feet away, watching, hard, waiting. None of them pretended anymore.