Lezcoin

Jenna J Ross has been burning up her contact list all morning, shilling her hot new crypto play. Bitcoin’s ripping, so why shouldn’t she carve out her slice with something called Lezcoin? Every friend she hits up just shrugs, and ten minutes later her screen lights up: every coin she owns has cratered and she’s down eighty percent. Her roommate Carmen Caliente busts in asking for rent. Jenna promises cash by the fifth, but Carmen’s already calling bullshit—the first is the real deadline and they both know it. Carmen kicks the options around. Jenna offers whatever’s in her wallet; Carmen laughs and raises the stakes. “Pay me late again and you’re out,” she says, peeling off her shirt and shorts. “Or climb on the couch and eat this pussy instead.” Jenna’s got a firm rule about not fucking roommates, but Carmen’s bare tits and that wet, shaved slit change the math. Jenna stretches out, Carmen climbs up, plants her pussy right on Jenna’s tongue, and rides her face until the rent argument is forgotten and all Jenna can taste is Carmen’s warm, slippery cunt.