My Little Sisters Friend Loves To Fuck

My sister slipped off with a guy she'd been strictly warned away from, always thinking nobody caught on. Her best friend tried covering – spinning some story to the folks that would've bought anybody else a few hours of breathing room. Except this time the lies piled on thick until both girls found themselves backed into a dead-end spot in a room nobody else had any reason to see, lights low, the guy already sliding his thumb down the waistband of my sister's jeans like he was ready to own her. The friend stood pinned against the wall by that stare, trying to keep playing cool and instead getting shoved to her knees right next to her in a hot minute flat; heat pooling thick and fast between the three of them, mouths already open before clothing even cleared the way. Towels wound around wrists first, then fingers pushed hard into wet heat both sets of lips already slick for it, every pretty gasp running right up my sister's spine while those fingers alternated between the two until they were grinding down and tasting each other just from the force of the idea he kept feeding them.