Lesbian Reconditioning Camp

Alexis Fawx and Brandi Love, both married to men but fucking each other on the side, stand huddled in the kitchen looking worried. 'She’s gonna end up in some jock’s back seat with nothing but spit for lube,' Alexis snaps. Brandi strokes her shoulder. 'We can’t force her, babe. She’s legal now. Remember when we were that horny?' Mid-rant, Athena Faris strolls in. The moms pounce—same tired lecture about skeezy boys, third or fourth round of it this month. Athena rolls her eyes. When pressure fails, they drop the bomb: they fell for each other at a secret lesbian reprogramming camp, and figure Athena could use the same treatment. She laughs in their faces, so Brandi smiles slow and purrs, 'Finish the camp and the pink slip on that Corvette is yours.' Deal done. Two months later the two cougars pace the foyer, champagne chilling. The door flies open—Athenas stomps in, sun-kissed, smug. 'Keys, please. Camp was cute, but I’m still wet for cock.' Yet that very night Brandi wakes to sticky whimpers echoing from the hallway. She finds Athena on the bathroom floor, buried face-first in a fragrant pile of the wives’ worn thongs and lace bras, two fingers knuckle-deep. The girl jolts, slick hand frozen. 'I… I can’t stop thinking about pussy now,' she admits, cheeks blazing. Moms share a wicked grin. 'Show us what they taught you, sweetheart.' Hesitant, Athena is quickly stripped and spread across their king bed. Lips, tongues, and greedy MILF fingers turn her lesson plan into a gasping, three-way education. Camp rules: no pulling out until everyone cums. Mission accomplished.