Field of Schemes #05

The report could mean the end of everything for Elexis and Piper. Their supervisor slides the form across his desk. Pen hovering, he pauses. Says they'll overlook the whole thing if the girls just touch each other. Now. Piper's breath catches, but Elexis is already unbuttoning her shirt. The fabric parts to pale skin, nipples tight from the chill of the air or from knowing what's coming. Piper steps in. Their mouths meet hard. Fingers push clothes lower until bare hips meet. One of them spreads her legs wider, inviting the other's hand. The wet sound of fingers moving over slick flesh fills the room. The supervisor leans back, eyes hungry, as Elexis drops to her knees. Her tongue finds Piper's clit without teasing, sucking it fast and deep until Piper's thighs start to shake. Piper bites her lip to hold back the moan, but Elexis keeps going, two fingers sliding in alongside her mouth. Cum glistens on Elexis's chin when she finally stands. They switch places. Piper's hand disappears between Elexis's legs, working fast and rough. Both of them come twice before the report goes into the trash, unsigned.