Call Of Booty

Avi Love's parked on the couch, crushing her favorite video game with a wireless controller and headset clamped on. She's a total beast at it—cussing out noobs, crowing like a champ when she smokes 'em, and bantering nonstop with her squad over voice chat. Pure adrenaline rush, and she's loving every second. Mackenzie Moss strolls into the living room, yelling she's home. She saunters over to her gamer girl, bends down, and plants a steamy kiss on her lips. Avi's eyes stay glued to the screen, but she fires back a quick peck. 'Hey, babe, you're home early—how was your day? ...Not you, DREW, I'm talking to Mackenzie! ...Everyone says hi, Mackenzie.' Mackenzie waves hello, chuckles softly, and asks if Avi's gonna grind this match forever. She's off work early, so why not ditch the pixels for some real-life fun? Avi mumbles she'll wrap it up soon, then hunches back over the controller, wincing from the kink in her neck. Mackenzie spots it, pouts a little, and starts to bail—but nah, a sly, devilish grin creeps across her face. Avi's locked in, trash-talking away, but she perks up when Mackenzie slips behind her and digs those fingers into her neck and shoulders, kneading out the knots. 'What're you up to?' Avi asks. Mackenzie purrs that Avi looks beat, probably glued to this couch all damn day with that slouchy posture wreaking havoc. Figured she'd loosen her up with a killer shoulder rub while Avi keeps fragging. Gotta stay limber for those ninja-fast reflexes, yeah? Avi shrugs it off but melts into the touch. Things heat up quick. Mackenzie's strokes slow down, turning all sultry and teasing, then her hands snake around front to squeeze and knead Avi's tits, thumbs circling the nipples like she owns 'em. She dips low, nips Avi's neck with her teeth, and whispers that her girl's so damn tense... Avi lets out a soft, needy moan—arousal hitting hard, surprise kicking in—then snaps back to reality. She blurts into the headset that nope, that wasn't a moan, just a groan 'cause Drew's butchering the game with his garbage plays! Avi soldiers on with the match, but Mackenzie's not done. She tugs Avi's shorts down, eases her onto her belly, and gets to work on that ass, hands gliding over the cheeks like silk. Panties slide off next, and bam—Mackenzie slips a finger right into Avi's wet pussy, pumping slow and deep. Avi squirms, gasps sharp, then fumbles to refocus on the screen. 'What? No, I'm still here! Sorry, that was just... lag!' It's a losing battle. Avi's grinding her teeth, joystick slipping in her grip while Mackenzie finger-fucks her senseless, curling that digit just right to hit every spot. Finally, she cracks. 'Listen, guys, I need a quick break—Yeah, 'cause my GIRLFRIEND wants to bang! Oh, shut it, at least I HAVE a girlfriend! Suck it, ya nerds!' She chucks the headset aside, yanks Mackenzie up, and dives into a hungry, tongue-twisting kiss. Game over, bitch—now Mackenzie's got every filthy inch of Avi's attention.