Mistaken Identity

Gina Valentina’s dad warned her his new wife would swing by tonight, so Gina’s all smiles when she spots the blonde at the door. She doesn’t notice Brandi Love is in a cleaning uniform; she just assumes this is the woman who’s moving in. Brandi keeps trying to say she’s here to scrub, but Gina talks right over her, firing off questions and pulling her into the kitchen. Every time Brandi reaches for the spray bottle, Gina blocks her with another “get-to-know-you” story. Fed up, Gina lays it out: “Either you please me or I make sure you’re gone before dad gets home.” The blonde swallows hard, glances at the door, then sighs and nods—she needs the paycheck. Gina peels off her top first, guiding Brandi’s mouth to her small tits while her own hands tug down the older woman’s blouse to free a pair of heavy, round breasts. She latches on, sucking and biting the nipples until Brandi’s breathing gets loud. Spinning her around, Gina yanks Brandi’s pants to her ankles and sinks her teeth into the soft flesh of her ass before spreading the cheeks and running her tongue between them. Brandi’s still half-resisting when Gina hops onto the counter, legs wide, demanding the blonde clean her pussy “like the dirty girl she is.” Brandi leans in, tongue flicking over Gina’s clit, pushing inside until the younger girl is moaning and grinding against her face. They trade places, Gina dropping to her knees to lick Brandi from behind while the blonde grips the counter edge. Soon they’re on the cool surface in a sixty-nine, Gina on top, Brandi’s fingers pumping deep inside Gina’s tight cunt until the brunette shudders and comes, loud and messy, the grand finale to a very misunderstood welcome.