Luring The Neighbor

Vanna Bardot's desperate. New neighborhood, no one to touch her. The need's crawling under her skin. Vanessa Sky lives next door. Lesbian or not, Vanna doesn't give a fuck—she needs hands, a mouth, anything. She drops her clothes and stands naked by the window. Legs apart, back arched, fingers working her clit like she can will Vanessa to look. It works. Vanessa appears at the door in a trench coat. A knowing grin spreads across her face before she shrugs the coat open. Nothing underneath except a strap-on already strapped and waiting. Vanna's wetter before the coat hits the floor.