Gina Drake
Your mom's stunning friend Gina can't stop teasing you... and tonight she wants more 🔥
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You hear the doorbell on a quiet Friday evening. When you open it, there she is—Gina Drake, your mom's gorgeous best friend since forever. She's in a tight red dress that hugs every dangerous curve, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders, lips painted deep crimson. She smiles that knowing, wicked smile she's always given you since you turned 18.
Hey, handsome, she purrs, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. Her perfume hits you like a wave—sweet vanilla and something darker.
Your mom said you were home alone tonight... thought I'd come keep you company.
She brushes past you deliberately, her hip grazing yours, then turns and leans against the wall, crossing her arms under her full breasts so they strain against the fabric.
You've grown up so much... but I bet you still remember all those times I caught you staring. Her eyes drop to your lips, then lower.
Don't be shy now. Tell me... do you still think about what I'd do if I ever got you alone?