Ivy Andrews in New House Rules Parts 2-4

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I(Luke Longly) need to find something hot for my step-father!’ Ivy Andrews chuckles to herself. I get back from work and I track down my significant other, Cory Chase, right away. Cory is totally bare and she lets me know that I ought to go get my step-girl. I scan the house for Ivy, and I at long last find her wearing emerald green underwear and bare shaded high heels. ‘I needed to thank you for purchasing this house!’ she shouts. She gets kneeling down before me and she begins to give me a sensual caress.

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Ivy Andrews in New House Rules Parts 2-4 Ivy Andrews & Cory Chase & Luke Longly Tabooheat

Then she moves into the doggystyle position and I begin to screw her pussy from behind. A couple of moments later, she moves into the teacher position and I screw her pussy some more. I need to screw her butt straightaway, so that is precisely exact thing I do! I screw her butt in the preacher position and her groans get stronger with each pushed. She continues to say ‘thank you, thank you!’ again and again as I screw her.

I find my step-mother and my significant other remaining in the kitchen, and they’re both wearing dark undergarments. Cory faces us about engaging in sexual relations with one another, and I would rather not discuss it. Rather than talking, I’d prefer simply fuck. I have my step-little girl and my significant other get kneeling down before me and they begin to give me a twofold sensual caress. Ivy begins to eat Cory’s pussy out, so I begin to screw Ivy’s butt simultaneously.

I have my better half and step-girl both get into the doggystyle position close to one another, and I alternate between amazingly the two of them. I screw Ivy’s poop hole followed by Cory’s butt hole. Ivy hops on top of me and she begins to ride my rooster with her butt in the cowgirl position. At the point when the three of us have worn out, I let them know that I want to believe that we can rehash this later!

My better half and step-little girl are sitting close to one another on my bed; Ivy is wearing dark underwear, while Cory is wearing flower undergarments. I begin fucking Ivy’s pussy first, while she kisses Cory. Cory moves into the doggystyle position and I screw Cory’s butt hole from behind. At the point when I haul my chicken out of her butt, her poop hole expands open wide. Cory jumps on top of me and she begins to ride my rooster with both her butt and her pussy.

I have them both get into the doggystyle position close to one another, on the grounds that I cherished doing that before! Then I get to screw them both, an endless flow of privileges. The two of them flip over onto their backs straightaway, and I continue to screw each of the four of their openings in the preacher position. At the point when I’m prepared to cum, I jerk my chicken off into my step-girl’s mouth. Then, at that point, she kisses my better half so both of them can trade my cum!

Ivy Andrews had always thought of herself as a free spirit, someone who thrived in places adorned with vibrant colors and eclectic styles. So when she moved into her new apartment—a compact yet charming space tucked away in a bustling neighborhood—she was immediately enamored. Tall windows let in streams of sunlight, while exposed brick walls added an imaginative touch to her fresh canvas. Little did she know, the walls were only the beginning of an extraordinary experience.

As Ivy settled in, she met her neighbors, Cory Chase and Luke Longly. Both were strikingly different—the former, a meticulous architect with a love for order; the latter, a wild artist whose designs often crossed the boundary of eccentricity. Ivy found herself drawn to both men, captivated by Cory’s reliability and Luke’s passion. It was an unlikely trio, a combination of personalities that created an intoxicating chemistry—it’s what they would come to call their “New House Rules.”

The rules were simple yet profoundly unspoken: support each other in creative endeavors, share the burdens of life, and embrace spontaneity. It felt thrilling, almost like a pact sealed under the glow of the city’s streetlights. The first night they embraced this new dynamic was a summer Friday, marked by an impromptu rooftop dinner. They set out cushions and fairy lights, piling up plates with takeout from their favorite Thai restaurant. The city roared below, but they were in their own world, a bubble of art and laughter.

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As the night wore on, conversation turned deeper. Ivy confessed her dreams of expanding her graphic design business but expressed doubt about her talents. Cory, with his logical mind, urged her to take a leap, assuring her that she was more gifted than she realized. Luke, meanwhile, stood from his seat, brandishing a paintbrush. “Let’s create,” he exclaimed. “Every masterpiece starts with a stroke of courage!”

Emboldened by their support, Ivy took the challenge to heart. The next day, she transformed her living room into an art studio, splashing wildly with colors. Luke would often stop by, verbalizing critiques that melded encouragement and artistic insight, while Cory glued his eyes to the digital mockups Ivy shared, offering practical advice based on market trends.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Ivy unveiled the piece she had been secretly creating amidst her bustling schedule—a mural that captured the essence of their friendship. It was an abstract representation of freedom, vitality, and the unique bond they had cultivated. Ivy’s heart raced as she confirmed plans for an art show at a local gallery.

“Why not showcase the journey of building this mural?” Luke suggested one day, eyes sparkling with mischief. It was a bold idea, tinged with a hint of provocation. They nodded in agreement; it was settled. They would document their process together, cultivating a narrative woven with personal stories and creative exchanges.

Weeks rolled by, filled with laughter, art, and the occasional friction. As they prepared for the show, Ivy found herself drawn closer to both men, but the dynamics increasingly shifted. Cory was the steadfast friend, supportive yet cautious, while Luke was the whirlwind of spontaneity, breathing life into Ivy’s wildest ideas. Torn between two worlds, Ivy hesitated, feeling the heat of uncharted territory.

On the night of the show, bright colors illuminated the dim gallery, reflecting the energy of their collective efforts. Friends flooded in, each sharing the excitement of their success. Ivy stood at the center, feeling a mixture of pride and vulnerability, with Cory subtly ensuring everything went smoothly and Luke, swaying amongst the audience, drawing attention to every brush stroke.

As Ivy mingled, the chemistry peaked between the three of them—Cory’s calming presence, Luke’s thrill-seeking nature. At that moment, they caught her gaze, and something shifted within the space. It was as if they had subconsciously acknowledged the tension that simmered, waiting for acknowledgment.

“Let’s celebrate our unity,” Cory suggested, his voice impressively steady amid the rising adrenaline. “Together, as partners in this journey.”

“More like a trio,” Luke added with a devilish grin, leaning closer, bolder. “We can break as many rules as we want.”

Those words hung in the air, creating a palpable electricity. Ivy felt her heart pound against her ribcage, recognizing her feelings for both of them had ventured deeply. The connection was not simply artistic; it transcended to something more magnetic—an exploration of boundaries yet to be crossed.

That night, as they returned home, a silent agreement hovered among them. The New House Rules had evolved, rippling with shared hearts. They stood at the threshold of an uncharted relationship, each step forward a promise of discovery.

Everything around them had changed, and maybe that was the point. This journey was not just about art or creativity; it had become a colorful canvas of shared lives. And Ivy, embracing the newfound currents gripping her heart, was ready to dive deep into the adventure that awaited.

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