DIRECTOR'S CUT - Peeping Jane

Jennifer steps out of her heels, weary from the flight. The shower runs hot against her skin, steam rising in lazy curls. Adriana slips inside unannounced, eyes fixed on the curve of Jennifer's ass as she peels off her uniform. She reaches out, palms sliding over soap-slick flesh, massaging each cheek with slow, deliberate pressure. Jennifer stiffens, then melts when soft fingers knead deeper, the touch too gentle to resist. Adriana drops to her knees, thumbs pressing into the arches of Jennifer's feet, drawing a low moan. Shirt discarded, Adriana rises, hands now slick with oil as they cup full breasts, rolling nipples between her fingers until they stiffen. The hands trail lower, parting Jennifer's thighs, and two wet fingertips trace her slit before pushing inside. Jennifer's hips rock forward, greedy for more. Tongue replaces fingers. Adriana laps at her folds, sucks the swollen clit, fucks her steadily with two curled digits until Jennifer's legs shake and she comes with a sharp, breathless cry. They switch. Jennifer spits into her palm, slides two fingers straight into Adriana's waiting ass. The brunette hisses, rocks back, demanding deeper. When Adriana reaches between her own legs to rub her clit, the motion turns frantic. She comes hard, clenching around Jennifer's fingers, mouth open in a silent shout that breaks into laughter. The scene ends with both women tangled on the floor, breathing hard, the shower still running behind them.