The New Girlfriend

Morgan Lee catches her man in bed with Lyra Law, chases the bitch out with a bat. Now the same skinny slut is smiling at her across the massage table, all apologies and coconut oil. Morgan only agreed because no one else is working. The brunette’s hands feel decent on her calves, even kind of good sliding up her thighs. She’s got decent tits for such a little thing. Then Lyra’s thumbs start pressing right along the crease where ass meets leg, lingering, circling, inching closer. Morgan calls her out—perv—but the blonde just laughs and keeps working. Next thing her fingers are stroking Morgan’s slit, slick with more than just oil. Morgan’s mouth says stop, her hips say don’t you fucking dare. Lyra spreads her open, tongue flicking, sucking, licking until Morgan’s thighs shake and she cums loud enough to shake the cheap spa walls. She hates how fast it happened. Hates how much she wants the taste of the girl who wrecked her relationship. So she flips Lyra onto her back, buries her face between those legs, and sucks until the blonde is whimpering her name. They end up scissoring hard, sweat-slick, clits grinding, both of them grunting through another messy, mutual orgasm. Morgan still thinks Lyra’s a home-wrecking cunt. She just happens to have the best pussy she’s ever eaten.