1. BtVS: Girl Least Likely


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Lesbian Sex, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 73, Source: xHamster

    She looked like exactly the kind of girl Faith took home when she was in a certain kind of mood, though that mood usually involved some pent-up aggression and a lot of beer. Faith was starting to get in the mood. Maybe Dawn was too. Dawn was ... dancing closer, still swaying, arms descending from above to rest on Faith's shoulders, slide down her arms, grasp her hands, and why was she still standing there like a fucking moron? Dance with the hot girl, or be an adult and get the fuck out of there, but now was not the time for her best impression of a statue. Faith danced. It was hard at first to get their rhythms matched, her with the energy and Dawn with that languid, sexy sway, but she found herself making a kind of revolution on the dance floor, with Dawn as her axis. The circles made her dizzy, though, as did watching Dawn's tripped-out face as she leaned back to toss her hair, and when Dawn grabbed her hips, she grabbed back. It took about six seconds to get to the kissing from there, and then the tongue, and then the kind of groping that should really be happening in a bathroom stall. She broke away long enough to spot the men's room and dragged Dawn in that direction, figuring it had to be the least-used room in the joint. She busted through the swinging door, dragging a tottering Dawn behind her by one hand, and discovered she was not the only one with the brilliant plan. Fuck it. She kicked open the door to the large disabled stall, ejected the two k*ds shooting up, ...
    and pushed Dawn back against the tiled wall. This was better. This was fantastic. This was so fucking great that she had to stop kissing Dawn, lift her shirt, and get at those perky tits. And, having done that, she had to slide lower, kneeling on the nasty ass floor, to push up that goddamn little skirt and discover that Dawn didn't wear underwear to lesbian clubs. Faith spread Dawn's legs and started licking her all over, looking for the spot that was going to make her squeak like a kitten. Instead, she got a long, throaty moan that encouraged her to use her hands. Jesus Christ, this was fucking weird, and maybe even kind of wrong, but as she brought Dawn off with her tongue and thrusting fingers, it kinda didn't feel so bad. When she stood up, the girl looked so spaced and fucked-up that the guilt set in immediately, a solid punch to the chest she hadn't expected for at least another hour. Learning to listen to the little voice in her head was a goddamn pain in the ass sometimes. She took Dawn back to the dorms, letting her sle*p on her shoulder as they rode the train, supporting her along the sidewalks, and finally carrying her like a sack of potatoes up three flights of stairs, then fishing the key card out of Dawn's bra to get the door open. Dawn's room was a senior's single, and Faith briefly considered the welcome thought of crashing on the floor, but decided that getting herself out of this mess was more important than saving money on a fleabag motel. With any kind of ...