Sugar Baby Setup

Cory’s got two sugar girls on the payroll—Khloe Kingsley and Isa Bella—and these sweet young things keep moaning about wanting someone their own age. Cory knows them inside and out, so the second she pictures their chemistry she’s convinced they’ll pop off like lighter fluid. One casual lunch later they’re sitting knee-to-knee, trading flirty smirks while Cory watches like a satisfied cat with cream on her whiskers. Job done, she drops the hammer gentle but firm: she’s cutting the money cord so the two of them can figure out if this heat belongs to them alone. They thank her with flushed cheeks, then trade a loaded glance. ‘One last ride before we call it official?’ they ask together. Cory spreads her hands, lips curving in a dirty little grin. ‘Strip, both of you,’ she says. Silk and denim hit the floor in one messy rush. The three of them fall straight onto the king bed—skin, tongues, greedy fingers—giving it everything until they collapse in a tangle of sweat and breathless laughs. Come sunrise, the girls share one last kiss with their former sponsor, then step out hand-in-hand, ready for whatever comes next.