Joe sees

Jake and Tyler make their way out of the house. They paused at the front door, exchanging satisfied grins and high-fives. Just as they stepped outside, the sound of a key turning in the lock made them freeze.

Joe stumbled in, bleary-eyed and disheveled from his night out. He blinked in surprise at the sight of his two friends. “What the hell are you two doing here so early?” he asked, voice raspy.

Jake and Tyler exchanged guilty glances, minds racing for an excuse. But exhaustion and post-coital bliss made their usual wit elude them. They could only laugh awkwardly, shrugging as they sidestepped Joe and sauntered off into the early morning light, leaving him bewildered on the doorstep.

Joe pushed open the door to his bedroom, blinking in disbelief at the depraved scene before him. Ari lay sprawled naked atop the rumpled sheets, her porcelain skin glistening with the evidence of her debauchery. Pearly streaks of cum painted her breasts, stomach, and thighs, while viscous pools of the same stained the bed beneath her.

Her holes gaped obscenely, a river of semen oozing steadily from her used cunt and ass. Yet despite the utter ruin of her body, a peaceful smile curved Ari's kiss-swollen lips, a look of pure, sated bliss on her face as she slept the deep, dreamless sleep of the thoroughly fucked. Joe stood frozen, mind reeling as he tried to process the depravity before him.