Is That A BUTTPLUG??

Nicole Kitt and Penny Barber have this long-running game where they try to pants each other when the other isn’t paying attention. Penny always wins, thanks to little distractions like ringing the doorbell or pointing out a dirty plate. Losers aren’t allowed to retaliate the same day, so Nicole’s chances have stayed slim. Today, Nicole is chatting on the phone when Penny slips up behind her and yanks hard. The pants won’t move. Nicole ends the fake call, spins around, and lifts her sweater to show the overalls underneath. Penny tries to bolt, but Nicole snags her waistband and drops the jeans to the floor. No panties. Just a shiny metal plug nestled between Penny’s cheeks. Nicole grins. “We could celebrate my first win.” Penny’s mouth falls open, but she doesn’t walk away. Nicole’s hands slide over her hips, and soon they’re on the couch—Penny bent forward, sweater shoved up, tits pressed to the cushions. Nicole spreads her cheeks, licks around the plug, then gently twists it free. She works her tongue lower, tasting every inch, while Penny’s breath turns ragged. Fingers tease and stretch, sliding in alongside the plug when Nicole pushes it back inside. Penny pushes back, meeting each thrust, moaning loud and laughing between gasps. Nicole’s big breasts brush against Penny’s thighs as she leans in, tongue and fingers trading places in a rhythm that’s equal parts victory lap and brand-new game.