Cherry Returns Home from College!

Cherry walks through the front door, dumps her bags, and finds Jenna stretched on the couch in a silk slip that barely covers her thighs. The house is dead quiet except for the ceiling fan. Jenna smiles like she’s been waiting all day. "Your dad’s gone till Monday. Just us, sweetheart." She pats the cushion. Cherry hesitates, feels her pulse spike. Jenna rises slow, presses against her, palms sliding down to Cherry’s waist. "Been thinking about you every damn night," she whispers. Cherry’s mouth meets hers, hot and needy. Jenna backs her into the hall, tugging Cherry’s shirt over her head. "Still a virgin, aren’t you?" Cherry answers with a small nod and lets Jenna steer her into the bedroom. Clothing hits the floor in seconds. Jenna’s fingers explore every bare inch, tasting, teasing. She lays Cherry on the sheets, spreads her open, and licks until Cherry’s hips jerk off the mattress. Jenna climbs on top, lines their slick centers together, and starts grinding hard. Cherry grips the sheets, moaning loud, coming fast and messy against Jenna’s cunt. They flip. Jenna rides Cherry’s face next, thighs shaking, demanding every inch of Cherry’s tongue until she breaks too, voice ragged. Afterward they stay naked and breathing hard, bodies pressed close, already hungry for round two.