Netskirts #02 - Remastered

Heather showed up to sign the lease. Dyanna told her the apartment needed fumigation and had to stay in the guest room. Dyanna brought hot chocolate later, sat down, and decided she wanted more than her signature on the page. She kissed Heather slowly, unbuttoning her blouse with one hand while the other slid up her thigh. Heather’s legs parted without protest. They made it to the guest room, clothes discarded on the hallway floor. Dyanna’s mouth found her nipples, sucking hard, leaving them slick and swollen. She spread Heather open and ate her until her thighs trembled. When Heather came she moaned into the pillow. Dyanna rolled onto her back, pulled Heather over her face, and let her grind. The girl’s cunt soaked her tongue. Dyanna slipped two fingers inside, worked them deep while Heather rocked against her mouth until she broke again. Later Heather returned the favor—slow, deliberate licks along Dyanna’s folds until the older woman came with a sharp gasp and a handful of the sheets. Sheets that smelled of chocolate and sweat when they finally fell asleep.