Rockstar Guest

Janice Griffith strolls down the street when Carmen Caliente spots her, eyes wide, and blurts out how big a fan she is. Janice should be in New York with The Pussy Slayers, but she shrugs and says the band broke up and she’s hunting for a fresh lineup. Carmen pipes up that she plays drums, so Janice wants proof. They duck into Carmen’s place just up the block. Carmen flops onto her bed and reaches for her phone to show some beats, but Janice moves in, slides her fingers under the V-neck, and gives Carmen’s tits a playful squeeze. Carmen freezes—she’s never been with a girl. Janice keeps it blunt: fuck me or I’m gone. That’s all the push Carmen needs. She peels off every stitch, panties included, then spreads Janice’s lips and dives in tongue-first, licking her wet and sloppy. Janice flips her around and returns the favor, sucking Carmen’s clit until both of them are trembling. They twist into a 69, mouths locked on each other’s cunts, grinding and moaning. Janice cums first, then pulls away like she suddenly has somewhere else to be. Carmen lies there half-dazed and asks about the drummer spot. Janice mutters something vague, already heading for the door. Alone, Carmen grabs her phone and gushes to a friend about what just happened—more thrilled to have her face buried between Janice’s thighs than any gig she might land.