Story contains a lot of mature content 🔞🔞if you are not comfortable with it, just skip it
Another JenLisa adaptation. Which means the story itself isn't mine, I just converted it to jenlisa...
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Jennie cracked her eyes open and was blinded by the early morning sun shining directly onto her face. She groaned and turned her head into her pillow but quickly lifted it off with a tired grimace of confusion.
This wasn't her pillow.
Or her room.
A small smile formed when she realized where she was and she buried her face in the softness, breathing in the smell of Lisa's shampoo.
She stretched her legs under the cool sheets with a contented sigh and noticed with a start that she was completely naked.
When she felt warm breath against the side of her face she looked over and found Lisa's face turned towards hers, still fast asleep on her back and breathing evenly.
Jennie gazed fondly at her relaxed features, her pouty lips slightly parted and her long, dark lashes fluttering as she dreamed. Brown eyes traveled downwards to where Lisa was also naked with her sheets bunched around her waist.
Jennie sucked in a breath at the sight.
No matter how many times she saw her without clothes she would never get tired of admiring her body.
Jennie's eyes scanned her taut stomach and full, supple breasts, her ivory skin glowing in the morning sun and contrasting her dark, wavy hair splayed across her prominent collarbones; she was truly beautiful.
Jennie shifted onto her side and delicately tucked a lock of hair behind Lisa's ear, still gazing warmly at her serene face. She gently stroked her cheek with the back of her hand and continued down her neck, over her clavicle, and between her breasts before flattening her hand on her upper stomach.
Lisa's skin was soft and warm from sleep. She drew circles with the tips of her fingers over the smooth expanse of pale skin before brushing them over a rosy nipple to watch it stiffen.
Her fingertips ran over the sculpted flesh of her collarbone and up to her shoulder before she smoothed her hand down her arm. When she reached Lisa's hand, she brought it to her lips to press a gentle kiss to her palm. Lisa grumbled and opened one eye, squinting in the sunlight.
"What're you doin'," she mumbled with a small smile, her voice thick with sleep.
"Nothing," Jennie cooed innocently as she kissed Lisa's knuckles. Lisa closed her eyes as her smile grew.
"Flip over," she murmured and Jennie complied, turning so that her back was to the younger one but keeping her hand in her own.
She squeaked as Lisa pulled her flush with her warm body, her arm wrapped firmly around the older girl's waist. She hooked her leg around her shin and nuzzled her face into the mess of dark hair in front of her before letting out a long, satisfied sigh.
