Robby and Scarlett show up at Tommy Pistol’s place buzzing. He’s got some big-ass news and they’re dying to hear it. They don’t wait long. Tommy yells up the stairs and Carlita comes gliding down, flashing a ring that’s bright enough to knock them on their asses. They thought Tommy was calling them for dinner, not a damn wedding invite. Still, they’re grinning like idiots. Carlita’s smokin’ hot, smile sweet, but the girl hasn’t got a lick of English. Turns out Tommy picked her up at some salsa class in another country and just never came back the same. Words? Maybe not many. Hands? Eyes? Hips? She speaks fluent fuck-me. Before the front door’s even closed she’s already got her fingers tracing Scarlett’s collarbone and Tommy’s grin says the night’s wide open. Scarlett bites her lip. Robby shifts in his jeans. Both of them give the nod at the same time: sure, why not swap, lick, grind, whatever the language of skin wants to say. Tommy slaps Robby’s shoulder, Carlita pulls Scarlett in, and the hallway fills with laughter, moaning, and the quick rustle of clothes hitting the floor.86:T419,Scarlett and Autumn just tied the knot and decided their honeymoon needed some oily hands sliding over skin. The first stop is a couples massage, even though Autumn's never had one and swears she's nervous about a stranger's fingers on her. Scarlett grins, calls her adorable, and promises she'll end up dripping and happy. Karla greets them at the door and the wives brag that their bridesmaids paid for the works. She ushers them inside, starts with Autumn, and Autumn goes from tense to purring in minutes. Pretty soon she's soaked between the legs and Scarlett's watching her own wife get slicked up for her. Scarlett asks Karla to teach her the move that's got Autumn moaning; Karla pulls her in and the three women fill the room with slick sounds and heavy breathing. Autumn ends up on her back, thighs spread, while Scarlett dives tongue-first into her wife's cunt. The “gift” upgrades fast—Karla steps in to taste and touch until everyone’s shaking. Turns out Autumn’s shyness vanished the second she came on her new wife’s face.87:T7c2,Scarlett Sage is lounging on her bed when she gets a knock on her window. She's surprised to find Emily Willis standing there. She opens the window and Emily climbs in, telling Scarlett that she's so happy she's home. She got into a HUGE fight with her mom and she was hoping that she could stay with Scarlett for a couple of days. Scarlett is a little hesitant. They're both 19, isn't that a little old to be climbing into someone's window?? Emily explains that she didn't want Scarlett's mom to see her since their moms are friends.

In the end, Scarlett agrees. But she has to go to work, so she warns Emily not to let her mom catch her. Emily promises that she won't leave the bedroom and Scarlett leaves for work.

Bored while Scarlett's away, Emily tries on some of Scarlett's clothes, parading around in front of the mirror. But once she's had enough of that, she's bored again, so she grabs Scarlett's laptop and starts snooping around on it. Her eyes go wide, shocked at what she's seeing.

At that moment, Scarlett walks in. What is Emily doing looking at her laptop?? With a mischievous smile, Emily tells her that she was reading her DMs and found an interesting one. One that says that Scarlett wants to FUCK Emily!

Scarlett denies it, but as she licks her lips and looks at Emily, it's clear that she's lying. Emily gets closer to Scarlett, caressing her leg sensually. Come on, she insists, it's what Scarlett wants, isn't it? And it's the least Emily could do to thank her for letting her stay here. She leans in and kisses Scarlett.

Scarlett is nervous, but can't resist Emily's tight body as Emily slips her top off, revealing her perky teen tits. Emily slides Scarlett's top off, kissing her pink nipples as Scarlett moans. Emily lies Scarlett down on the bed and peels her shorts off, lowering her face to Scarlett's pussy.

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