Bardot - Part 1

She let herself in through the sliding door. The house felt empty at first, until she heard the soft murmur coming from the bedroom. Two women tangled on white sheets, naked, moving slow. One had her face between the other's thighs. The intruder stood frozen, the house alarm in her hand, useless now. She couldn't look away. The woman being licked opened her eyes. Their gazes locked. She smiled. "Don't stop," she said to the woman between her legs, but she meant it for the thief too. She crooked a finger. "Come here." The intruder set down the alarm. Her fingers were trembling. She moved closer. The kneeling woman lifted her wet mouth. The homeowner held out a hand. "Help us." She did. They guided her onto the bed. Clothes disappeared. Fingers and tongues found skin. The taller woman shoved her onto her back and straddled her face. The other one tugged her legs open and buried herself between them. Every time the intruder tried to take control, they pulled her hands away and pinned them. She gave in. Her mouth stayed busy while someone else ate her open. When they finished, the intruder left with nothing worth pawning. Just two dollars from the dresser, enough to keep her mouth shut about the whole thing.