Overnight Foreplay

Jade Baker's landlord decided to gut her building, so she needs somewhere to crash. Lilly Hall offered her couch—except there is only one bed. They hug goodnight anyway. Both restless, they flip and twist until Lilly slides her palm down Jade’s side. It’s been months since anyone shared these sheets, let alone someone built like Jade. Lilly tugs the thin shirt low and thumbs the stiff nipples that spring free. Jade bats the hand away, murmuring for sleep, but Lilly already has her grip full of warm ass, fingers digging between each cheek. Jade rolls onto her back. Lilly seizes the moment. Her fingertips part slick folds and glide inside; Jade’s cunt is wet, exactly how Lilly pictured it. Jade arches, hips tilting to meet every stroke, no resistance left.