The Better Babysitter

Aiden Starr's sitting across from Gianna Dior, and you can tell right away she's got the hots. She keeps finding excuses to touch Gianna's arm, her knee, doesn't care that it's obvious she's looking for a babysitter but thinking about something a whole lot dirtier. Gianna gets it. Flashes those big eyes and leans in, skirt riding up, acting like she's the perfect little helper while she's clearly game for more. Just when things are heating up, Emma Starletto plops herself right between them and starts the whine. "You promised ME the job." Aiden shrugs it off, says she needs someone grown, responsible. "Experience counts," she adds, with a smirk at Gianna that Emma can't miss. But Aiden's not completely cruel; she'll run a little competition. Whoever does the job right gets it. Round one, Gianna wins. Round two, Gianna wins. When she's flirting between wins and running her hand over Aiden's thigh, Emma's had enough. She blurts out her own test: whose tits are better for feeding the baby, in case it ever comes to that. Aiden bites her lip and agrees. Next thing you know she's got her hands all over both girls, squeezing, lifting, thumbs circling, checking for perk, feeling up which one's more sensitive. Emma stays annoyed for a second, but there's so much touching, the tension just snaps. Clothes start coming off and it's a free-for-all: mouths on nipples, fingers between thighs, the three of them shifting around on the couch trying to out-fuck each other. Aiden and Gianna team up, licking, fingering, not letting up until Emma gives in and comes all over both of their tongues. Then the other two keep competing, mouths, grinding, whoever can prove they're the best babysitter the loudest. In the end, whoever's left riding Aiden's face is the winner, cum all over her lips and legs shaking. Two girls, both willing to do anything to land that spot. And Aiden loves making them earn it.