She fucks Chase. Again

I kept low behind the maintenance shed, the chain-link fence rattling faintly as Ariana dropped to her knees in front of Chase. She yanked his jeans open without a word, wrapped her hand around his cock, and took him straight into her mouth. Her head bobbed fast and hungry, spit already shining on his shaft as she sucked with wet, sloppy sounds. Chase grabbed her hair and started thrusting, fucking her face in short, hard strokes. Ariana gagged but didn’t pull back, letting him use her throat until tears ran down her cheeks.

She finally pulled off, gasping, strings of spit connecting her lips to his glistening head. Without hesitation she stood, turned around, and grabbed the fence with both hands. Chase stepped up behind her, shoved her jeans and panties down to her thighs, and drove his cock into her pussy in one thrust. Ariana moaned loud, pushing back against him as he started pounding her from behind. Her tits bounced with every impact, ass rippling each time his hips slammed into her.

My phone buzzed. I glanced down. Jeff’s text lit up the screen: “Where’d you guys go? Halftime is almost over.”

I looked back up just in time to see Chase railing Ariana harder, her body jerking against the fence. He kept slamming into her until his rhythm broke. He pulled out and stroked himself, shooting thick ropes of cum across her bare ass. Ariana didn’t wipe it off. She just pulled her jeans back up, smearing his load against her skin, then walked away with Chase like nothing happened.

I stayed hidden in the shadows as they passed right by me, Jeff completely unaware Ariana is getting fucked by his roommate behind his back.