But I'm Still a Virgin

Ashley Adams clutches her Holy Bible like it's the last thing keeping her decent. The knock lands sharp. She opens the door on Jane Wilde, looking nervous as hell. Jane mumbles that her dad sent her over because she fooled around with a boy and now everybody’s talking. She swears it was only a handjob, but the whole town is acting like she took it up the ass already. Ashley listens, then grins like she’s heard this one before. She tells Jane straight up: no dick inside that pussy, no sin. Simple math. Jane says she can’t stop thinking about touching herself though, and it’s tearing her up. Ashley’s eyes light up. She drops the sermon and gets real. She’s been taking it in the ass for years and she’s still the preacher’s kid on Sunday. She tells Jane they can lick and rub all they want as long as nothing slides inside the front door. Jane’s still flipping pages, hunting for the verse Ashley claims exists, when the bible drops out of her hands. Ashley’s already peeled off Jane’s top and got her mouth on those perky tits. Jane moans and forgets the good book. Ashley goes down on her, tongue working that tight pussy until Jane’s shaking, then slides a finger between her cheeks and eases her open for the main event. Jane takes it deep in the ass like she was born for it, every thrust making her feel dirtier and hotter at the same time. They fuck until Jane comes so hard she can barely remember why she was worried in the first place.