With Friends Like Hers...

Susan and Joy are catching up when Jessica comes home with Allison. Jessica asks if Allison can crash for the night since they need to study. Susan gives a quick nod but warns them not to stay up. Joy clocks Susan’s sudden tension. Once the girls head to Jessica’s room, Joy pulls Susan aside and asks what’s wrong. Susan finally spits it out: she can’t stand Allison because the girl likes pussy. She keeps praying Jessica’ll land a guy, but she knows Allison will steer her elsewhere. She’s extra freaked because she has to leave town for a night soon, and she’s positive Allison will sneak over and make her daughter a rug-muncher for good. Joy doesn’t buy it, but says she’ll swing by and check on things. Susan sighs with relief and hands over a spare key. A few nights later, Jessica watches her mom pull out of the driveway. The second the coast is clear, Allison steps out from behind the bush. They kiss hard and stumble straight to the bedroom, peeling clothes off as they go. Allison pins Jessica to the bed and latches onto her tits, sucking each stiff nipple before sliding down to tongue-fuck her. They trade positions, tonguing and licking until both girls are dripping. Joy lets herself in, slips down the hall, and stands in the doorway. She watches the two of them grind pussy-on-pussy, fingers already circling her own swollen clit. The ache is too much. She pushes the door open and clears her throat. Jessica bolts upright, wide-eyed. Joy tells Allison to get lost. The girlfriend grabs her clothes and bolts. Alone, Joy climbs onto the bed, whispering the deal: she keeps her mouth shut if Jessica opens her legs. Jessica swallows hard, agrees, and Joy’s tongue slides straight between her thighs, hungry and filthy.