Lucy wants Marcy

Marcy shifted on the bed uncomfortably, trying not to make her situation apparent to her bimbo best friend. Lucy wasn't focused on Marcy, finishing setting up the snacks for the party.

"You look great tonight, Marcy. " Marcy squeezed her legs, holding back a moan from the bottle and trying to shoo away the pleasure from her loins.

"You do too, Luce." Marcy let out a breath at the last word, trying to breathe slowly.

After Lucy's attention turned from the food to her best friend, she placed her right hand on Marcy's thigh.

"I really mean it, Marceline." She leaned forward and kissed Marcy on the lips, knocking the darker haired girl into her back.

Marcy felt the bottle shift and moaned openly into the other's lips.