NAME_1 shrugged. “I’m not sure. Although my mouth tastes pretty funny, NAME_2, I’m not gonna lie to you. And I kind of want to fuck…” she looked at NAME_3. “As soon as our houseguest is gone…”

“I’m his SLAVE, baby, I’m not going anywhere,” NAME_3 said. She snatched the coffee filters from NAME_1’s hand, triumphantly poured in the grounds. That led to a very arousing show where both girls squirmed against each other, both of them thinking the same three things. First, they weren’t chemically required to like this other fucking bitch who was getting in the way of things. Two, that, even so, NAME_2 needed to find this hot, and three, they didn’t dare spill his coffee.