The visit

Charlene canceled the party and crawled under her blanket with a splitting headache, but Linda wasn't having it. She let herself in and planted a grinning kiss right on Charlene's forehead. The skinny girl mumbled she was fine, tried again to close her eyes, then melted the moment Linda's tongue slipped inside her mouth. Soon Linda's fingers slid between the sheets and found slick heat, curling up until Charlene gasped and her hips jerked. Before long the blanket was kicked to the floor and Charlene, naked, knobby knees, small tits jiggling, rode Linda's tongue with both hands clenched in the pillow. She forgot the fever, forgot the canceled invites, and rode hard, whimpers turning into loud sloppy moans while Linda licked every shivering inch and shoved two fingers deeper. Charlene came biting her own wrist, body shaking, eyes wide and dazed, then collapsed with a goofy laugh that sounded more drunk on pleasure than sick.