Canceling Plans

Penny Pax sits on the bed in her going-out clothes, pissed off, and barks at her wife Darcie Dolce to hurry the fuck up. Darcie struts in bottomless, shirt in hand, asking what she should wear like it’s some big decision. Penny smacks that bare redhead ass and tells her she looks hot either way. Darcie gets wet on the spot and begs for another. Penny orders her across her lap; Darcie tosses the shirt and moans while Penny fingers her, mixing in light spanks. One lands a little too hard and Darcie laughs that if Penny keeps bruising her, sitting through dinner’s gonna suck. Penny chuckles, says they really should get going, then kisses her wife while Darcie peels off Penny’s top. Darcie suddenly decides they’re staying in, faking a cough and claiming she feels sick. Penny protests—they’ve already canceled plans twice just to fuck—but Darcie waggles her brows and Penny caves, rolling her eyes as she grabs the phone. Darcie dives between her brunette wife’s thighs the second the call connects. Penny tries to sound normal while telling her mom they won’t make dinner because Darcie’s “sick.” Her mom fires off questions; Penny dodges every one, getting wetter as Darcie’s tongue speeds up. When her mom offers to bring soup, Penny insists she’s got Darcie covered, but her voice cracks into a moan. Mom grows suspicious, demands to talk to Darcie. Penny stares down at her wife, still buried in her cunt. Darcie lifts her face just long enough to answer in a sickly rasp, swearing her tongue’s too sore to go out. Penny grins, already plotting how she’ll make Darcie squirm next.