Internet's Down, Time To Pound

Jill and Selena are parked on the couch, bored out of their minds. The internet’s toast, no porn, nothing. They’re told it’ll stay dead for days, so both girls sit there squirming with no way to scratch that itch. Then someone cracks a filthy little suggestion and they grin at each other. Old-school solution, right here in the living room: tits out, fingers buried, tongues working, bodies locked in a sixty-nine that gets wet, loud, and downright nasty until they’re shaking and spent.