Vanessa Cage - Moved In (Part 1)

Vanessa strolled up the path in a tight red dress that she peeled away mid-stride, letting it flutter to the ground right before the doorbell. Cory opened the door dressed for errands, blue skirt, white blouse, and froze at the sight of her friend bare and holding a packed suitcase like it was nothing. The hug came out stiff until Vanessa’s lips brushed Cory’s ear and worked the skirt zipper down. Two minutes later the blouse lay at their feet. Vanessa cupped Cory’s breast, thumb grazing the stiff nipple, and Cory answered with a slow kiss, tongue sliding deep. She bent lower, licked Vanessa’s nipples in one long sweep, then they moved to the bedroom. Cory fell back onto the duvet, legs parted, and Vanessa climbed on top, pressing kisses to ribs, stomach, and hip bone until her mouth settled on Cory’s slick cunt. Cory’s hips jerked once and stayed in rhythm with each drawn-out swirl of Vanessa’s tongue until the climax crashed through her, leaving her gasping into the sheets. They rolled. Vanessa flat on her back, Cory straddling her waist, her own mouth leaving a wet path from Vanessa’s tits down the centerline to her waiting pussy. She licked and sucked until Vanessa’s fingers clawed at the bedding and a second orgasm jolted free. Spent, Cory stood, stepped into her skirt again, and snapped, "Put something on, and stay away from my step-son." She grabbed the car keys and walked out. Alone, Vanessa smiled at the ceiling and whispered, "Oh, I’m going to fuck him the second that door closes."