Madison sat up from the floor, rolling her eyes as Ashley’s hands slowly roamed down her girlfriend’s body, stopping at Spencer’s waist. The blonde readjusted, pressing herself fully against the smaller frame beneath her on the couch. Caught in the moment, two tongues dueled as they deepened the kiss. Blushing, Kyla nudged Madison. Waiting until hazel eyes met hers, she whispered, “Yeah, I think they forgot we’re still here. We should probably go…” A low, guttural moan made both girls look back towards the couch. Madison felt her mouth open as Ashley expertly flipped her girlfriend over, assuming her favorite position of dominance. One jean clad thigh quickly settled between Spencer’s as both girls began to grind in earnest. Bronzed hands frantically clawed at denim, hiking the miniskirt up higher. Skirt almost to her waist, Spencer moan as Ashley’s thigh pushed harder against her soaked core. Kyla gulped, blushing in response to her body’s new heat as she watched her sister’s hands run along tiny, pink buttons, unsnapping.

As her shirt fell open, Spencer’s back arched, pushing her aching breasts up to meet her girlfriend’s hands. Moments later, her bra joined the thin cotton of her shirt on the floor, leaving her completely exposed. One swollen, deliciously pink nipple disappeared between parted lips as another violent spasm wracked the blonde’s body. “We shouldn’t be watching this…” Madison nodded absently, unable to tear her eyes away long enough to respond. “Yeah…this is so…wrong.” She clenched her own thighs together as Ashley groaned, lifting herself from the writhing girl beneath her. As the sound of a lowering zipper tore through the large room, all four girls moaned. The flushed brunette struggled, desperately pushing her skin tight jeans and panties down her thighs. Brown eyes darkened as slender fingers parted her folds, teasingly stroking her straining clit. “Fuck, Spence!” Skin met skin with a wet slap as Ashley moaned, grinding herself against her girlfriend’s tensing thigh. An eager tongue traced the straining arc of the blonde’s body, trailing between her beasts, circling her navel.

Growling, Ashley grabbed the sides of chaste white panties, ripping them open before grabbing one pale leg and pulling it over her shoulder. Kyla felt her eyes bug, her mouth opening to utter a throaty, “Holy…” Dimly, the heard the other brunette’s cracking voice finish her sentence. “Shit…” Spencer screamed as Ashley moved inside her, filling her, completely. Wrapping her other leg around the smaller girl’s waist, she ground her heel into her girlfriend’s back, urging her to go deeper, faster. Something about the almost hysterical edge to Spencer’s voice caused all three brunettes to groan as she hoarsely yelled, “Fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck….”, in time with Ashley’s powerful thrusts. Pale fingers disappeared into sweaty brown curls, pulling swollen, parted lips down to meet eager skin. Sucking Spencer’s pulse point, Ashley squeezed her eyes closed, adding a third finger, loving the feel of her girlfriend’s shuddering body beneath her own.

The wet sound of flesh slapping flesh competed with soft grunts and moans, filling the room as both girls neared their release. Spencer met her girlfriend’s pumping hand with her. Gasping, her eyes rolled back as she began to shake uncontrollably. Bracing herself against the couch, Ashley continued to thrust as silken walls tightened around her. Bronze fingers curled, rubbing against a rough patch of skin. It was too much. Spencer screamed. Head shaking, toe curling goodness ripped through her body leaving her flailing as if she’d been shocked. As her eyes closed, she distantly felt Ashley’s teeth mark her skin as the girl growled against her, moaning out her own orgasm.

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Christine arched a single eyebrow as she continued to stare at the two brunette girls across the counter from her. She watched curiously as Ashley lowered her eyes once again, blushing after meeting her sister’s equally awkward gaze. “So, what did you guys end up doing last night?” Stammering, Kyla finally answered, “We, um, watched The Notebook.” Smiling, Christine sipped her coffee, “Hmm, really? Wow, I really love that movie.” Nodding, Ashley and Kyla both responded at the same time, “Yeah, me too!”