No Boys Over, OK?

Kendra James is nervous as hell about her first post-divorce date. She's lucky her babysitter Eliza Ibarra said she'd watch the place while she's out. Eliza's all sweet smiles and reassurances—don't worry about the house, go have fun. Kendra's finally chilling when she remembers to hit Eliza with the one rule: no boys in the house, period. The second Kendra's car pulls away, Eliza's got her phone out. Gia's already hiding nearby, grinning as she sneaks inside. They make a beeline for Kendra's bed and Gia drops between Eliza's thighs like it's her damn job, tongue working Eliza's wet pussy without wasting time. Footsteps. The front door. Shit. Kendra's home early from the shitty date. Eliza yanks Gia under the covers just in time, but Gia's bare feet are still poking out like fucking dumbasses. Kendra doesn't even notice at first. She's just venting about how awful the date was while Eliza sits there trying to look normal. But Kendra ain't stupid. She sees movement and yanks the blanket back, revealing Gia's scared face and exposed body. There's this weird tension, then Kendra laughs a little—jealous that these brats are getting her bed and her pussy wet when she's not. Gia doesn't miss a beat. She grabs Kendra's wrists and drags her closer, still sprawled on the sheets. 'C'mon, join us.' Kendra strips without thinking twice. Her clothes hit the floor and she's suddenly between them, devouring Eliza's pussy, then Gia's, their mouths finding her own like they've done this forever. She's melting. All the frustration from earlier washes away. Mid-makeout she grumbles something about having said no boys—which made Gia look up with a wicked grin and say, 'You never said anything about girls.'