The amateur couple, Lisa and Jack, sat nervously on their couch as their friend, Crystal, entered their living room. She wore a revealing outfit that accentuated her curves. "I thought you said you needed help with something?" Crystal teased, her voice seductive.
Jack stammered, "Well, yeah... you see, Lisa sprained her ankle and we can't reach that box of wine on the top shelf of our closet." He laughed weakly.
"That sounds like a job for me," Crystal purred, walking towards Lisa with a sultry smile. She bent over to grab the box and accidentally brushed against Lisa's injured ankle. Lisa gasped in pain but also arousal as she watched Crystal's rounded ass cheeks clench from the impact.
Crystal slowly stood up, her eyes filled with determination.
