Home Alone

Lily Jordan just moved out West to live with her dad, and tonight she’s stuck alone in this giant, empty house that gives her the creeps. She calls Jenna Sativa—new girl in town, new friend—and begs her to come over. Jenna kicks back on the sofa and says they should actually talk instead of zoning out in front of the TV. Lily spills about missing her life back home, especially the boyfriend she left behind. Jenna leans in, smooths a hand through Lily’s dark hair, and offers to fill in for him. Lily’s never kissed a girl, but Jenna’s lips are already on hers, soft and sure, and her hands are gliding down Lily’s natural little tits. Lily freezes when she thinks of her dad walking in, tries to pull back, but Jenna offers to leave. Lily decides she doesn’t want her to go. Clothes come off—Lily’s tiny top, those short shorts—and Jenna lays her out on the couch. Fingers tease between Lily’s legs, then Jenna slides down, tongue working slow circles until Lily’s hips jerk and she comes in Jenna’s mouth. Jenna swings around, lines their wet pussies up, and they grind together, hips rolling until they both shake. Lily’s pierced tongue flicks Jenna’s clit; fingers sink in deep until the couch is slick. Jenna tongues Lily’s ass, rides her face, slips a finger inside Lily while Lily eats her, then spins into a grinding 69, faces buried, until they’re both spent and sticky.