She got horny - 3.

Giggy pulled up to show off her new car. Chanel liked it fine. The car itself did nothing. What got her wet was the woman behind the wheel. She needed to fuck her right there. Chanel climbed over the console and drove her fist straight into Giggy’s shaved cunt. No warning. Just slick heat, a tight grip, and the wet slap of skin on skin. She’s always like this—fresh friend, old friend, doesn’t matter. She fucks them hard and fast until they beg her not to stop. Giggy arched, thighs shaking, while Chanel’s knuckles worked deep inside her. They liked each other instantly. How long that friendship lasts depends on how long Giggy keeps opening her legs.