Jenn’s the trick; Carly’s the treat
“Jesus, Carly, I hate these crappy school uniforms!” Jenn yanked her navy blue polo shirt up, over her red curls, and off. She wadded it up and threw it onto the floor of her bedroom. Her quick fingers unzipped her knee-length plaid skirt, skimmed it down her slim hips, and tossed it onto the fallen polo shirt. Jenn’s full breasts joggled in their hot-pink bra, which was cut so low the curve of her areolas were nearly visible. “Fuck, that’s better.” She adjusted her thong, which was exactly the same vivid shade as her bra. Carly hated the new school uniform policy, too. She sat on Jenn’s bed, watching as her best friend kicked her discarded school clothes into a corner. Carly noticed how Jenn’s tight ass cheeks — completely exposed by the thong — …