Babysitting Lesbians: House Rules

Cherie hired Serena to watch the kid while she stepped out, but when she showed the sitter her room she laid down the law: nobody comes over, period. Serena nodded and Cherie headed out. The second the door shut, Serena rang her girl and told her the plan was off. Her girlfriend pushed back, promising to keep quiet and slip right in. In the driveway Cherie patted her pockets and realized she’d left her purse upstairs. She came back, crept up the stairs, and heard Serena on the phone basically begging her girlfriend to come fuck. Serena never noticed Cherie right behind her until Cherie cleared her throat. Serena killed the call fast. Cherie asked if she was sneaking a boy in. Serena laughed—no boys. That’s when Cherie figured out the truth. She snatched the phone, scrolled the texts, and called Serena out: the only person allowed to get laid in this house was Cherie herself. She looked Serena up and down, said her date probably wasn’t half as hot anyway, and offered to stay home and fuck her instead. Serena squirmed, but the idea of getting railed tonight had already lit her up. Cherie shoved her onto the bed, and Serena stopped fighting it. Blonde hair spilling over the sheets, big natural tits bouncing while the brunette milf took what they both wanted—raw, loud, no apologies.