Christmas Spirit: Part Three

Reena kicked Elle out the front door Christmas Eve, refusing to have a dyke under her roof. She had groomed Shyla for a rich husband since the girl turned sixteen. No girlfriend was going to wreck that plan. That night the Spirit arrived. It showed Reena her grave before she turned fifty, cold and hungry for the love she'd thrown away. Shyla and Elle would live happily without her. Change now or die lonely. She woke a different woman. Morning light hit the living room. Presents waited under the tree. Shyla cleared her throat and finally admitted Elle was her girlfriend. Reena smiled instead of spitting. Welcome to the family. Both girls blinked, shocked. Reena just wanted Shyla happy. Besides, the older woman knew what loving women felt like. Elle raised an eyebrow. "You had sex with her when she was barely legal?" Reena nodded. The girl asked if she could kiss her too. Shyla grinned and offered to share. Sweaters hit the floor. Elle locked lips with Reena. Both teens lowered their mouths to Reena's heavy breasts, sucking until her nipples were tight and wet. Fingers soon went lower. Elle pumped inside Shyla's dripping cunt under her silk dress while Reena buried her tongue in Elle from behind. The living room filled with wet sounds and Christmas lights. Reena dragged Shyla onto the rug and ground their cunts together until Shyla's thighs shook with orgasm. Shyla repaid the favor, licking Elle until the blonde came hard on her tongue, Christmas breakfast served raw.