Always On Your Phone

Nina walks in holding plates and tells Aften breakfast is ready. The girl stays glued to her screen. Texting beats eggs any morning. Later Nina hits the smoke alarm. Nothing. Aften keeps scrolling. Next day Nina promises any car on the lot. Still no dice. By afternoon Nina’s in tiny lingerie, tits spilling out, but the phone stays glued to Aften’s hand. Fed up, Nina drops between the girl’s legs and offers to eat her pussy. That finally gets Aften looking up, legs parting, phone forgotten while Nina’s tongue gets busy.