Big Fun 80's Dance Party

Carmen and Eva are heading out to an 80s dance party with closets full of jack shit that works. Carmen hits an idea- plunder mom’s vintage haul from the ‘80s and ‘90s sitting in boxes at the back of the hall. They grab every scrap they can find, trying on half the decade until the pile spits out a couple micro-thin, barely-there looks they decide can get them into actual trouble if they play their cards right. Watching Eva strut around butt-naked, Carmen just quits pretending. She’s had a quiet hard-on for Eva for months. Eva clocks the vibe, smiles like it’s old news, and tells her the lap is open if she wants to jump. Those pink mesh strips aren’t hiding her stiff nipples, and Carmen’s eyes are glued. She tugs the tank off and mutters something about hanging in the bedroom for a minute. Eva shrugs, figures a little pre-game fun never hurt. Carmen leans in, tongue in mouth, clothes everywhere, lips on skin. Pretty soon she’s flat between Eva’s knees, showing her a slow tongue trick she learned online. Eva arches, thighs clamping, cums loud enough the neighbors learn her name. When it’s payback time Eva buries her face in Carmen’s smooth little pussy, works her new tricks until Carmen is yowling and shaking against the headboard. They can’t stop. Two slick bodies twist into a sweaty sixty-nine, mouths full of wet shaved snatch, trading squeals and slicks until the mattress bounces. The party hasn’t even started yet.