Ivy Andrews in New House Rules - Part 1

Cory shows Ivy the new place like it matters. Big leather couch. White. Pristine. Ivy’s green dress catches the light when she moves. Cory’s plaid dress is already half-undone when she sits, spreads, and slides her tits out. No warm-up. She just opens her legs and waits. Ivy drops between them. Tongue flat, then pointed. She works Cory’s clit slow and steady until Cory’s breathing changes and her thighs tighten around Ivy’s ears. Cory comes with a low sound, hand in Ivy’s hair. She doesn’t rest long. She strips the green dress off Ivy piece by piece, palms her tits, rolls the nipples between her fingers while their mouths meet. Then she goes down. She licks Ivy open, sucks, fucks her with her tongue until Ivy arches and spills over. Cory keeps at it until Ivy stops shaking. When they catch their breath, Cory tilts Ivy’s chin up. "Put something extra special on for Luke," she says.