Miss Fix It

Luci dropped by the apartment when Kit's AC went out. The repair job ran long. Soon she had Kit on the ladder, one hand on her hip, the other sliding under her own shirt. Luci turned, stuck out her thick denim backside, and brushed it right against Kit's thigh. After that contact Kit stood frozen. Luci stepped in, pinned her against the metal rungs, and opened her blouse in two quick tugs. Kit's heavy tits spilled out, already tight and flushed. Luci's mouth found one nipple, then the other, sucking until Kit moaned. She dropped lower, yanked Kit's panties aside, and dragged her tongue through the slick pink slit, tasting how wet the woman already was. Then Luci spun Kit around, bent her forward, and pressed her own damp cunt to Kit's lips. Kit licked greedily, face buried between Luci's thighs, until Luci grabbed the strap she'd tucked in her bag. The cock jutted thick and black. She strapped it on, parted Kit's folds, and pushed inside in one steady thrust. She fucked her right there on the ladder, flesh slapping metal, until Kit shook and came hard around the toy.