Trish Walker

Jessica heard the footsteps approaching, but she didn't stop. If anything, it made things more exciting, but then she realized who it was.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, still thrusting with the bottle.

The newly arrived blonde smiled at her. "Thought I'd come round, see if you wanted company. Thought I'd save you from hitting the bottle, but the opposite seems to be the case."

"You're the last person I need," said Jessica. "Don't need any of your cray cray. Was hoping it might be Luke, get him to use the ****, or Danny with his iron fist. Or maybe Matt, those blind guys really know how to use their fingers."

"Come on, Jess," said Trish, removing her coat. "I can join you." She started pulling up her red dress, revealing her matching silk panties. "Be just like old times, back when we were in your bedroom, when we were pummeling our pussies through puberty, Sisters are Doing It For Themselves blasting on the radio."

Jessica rolled her eyes, trying to ignore Trish while bringing herself to a climax.

"Maybe we can have some sister-on-sister fun later," Trish said, moving her fingers toward her clitoris. "I'll really make your eyes roll then," she gasped. "I can be a real hellcat when I want to be."

That's when Jessica and Trish heard another set of footsteps approaching.