Seducing My Straight White Best Friend! - Cali Caliente & Isabella Nice

Cali's wanted Isabella's tongue on her clit since forever, but the girl kept shooting her down. 'I'm not into girls.' Right. Then came the Wednesday afternoon they ran out of reasons. Bored out of their skulls, thumbs busy on their phones, Cali felt heat roll through her and figured fuck it. She slid her hand down her shorts and started playing, slow at first, teasing herself while Isabella stole glances. The more Cali showed, the hungrier those looks got. Isabella mirrored her without saying a word, two fingers slipping under her waistband, working her own soaked pussy while her eyes stayed glued to Cali. Cali grinned, crooked a finger. "Closer." She grabbed Isabella's wrist, guided those fingers inside herself, letting them sink knuckle-deep into slick heat. The dam cracked. Clothes hit the floor, legs tangled, mouths found nipples and then lower. Tongues, spit, shaky laughter—they licked and fingered each other like they'd done it every Friday night for years, desperate to taste the one thing they'd both been pretending they didn't crave.