Girl Of Her Streams

Charlotte Sins has been streaming for four hours straight, tits already aching from the posture. Her roommate Casey Calvert walks in wearing just a black tank top, sees Charlotte rolling her shoulders, and offers a friendly back rub. Casey’s fingers start on Charlotte’s neck, working the knots, until the pressure drifts down and palms her full tits, squeezing through the thin top. Charlotte’s breath hitches, nipples stiffening under Casey’s hands. "We’re… cutting to a break," she stammers, killing the stream. The moment the red light dies, Casey spins the chair, yanks Charlotte’s top up, and sucks a hard nipple into her mouth. Charlotte moans, pushes her breast deeper into the warm suction. They don’t talk. Casey’s mouth travels lower, tongue tracing down Charlotte’s stomach until she drops between spread thighs and tugs the streaming shorts aside. Charlotte’s soaked pussy is already swollen and glistening. Casey licks one long stripe up the slit, then plunges two fingers inside while her tongue works the clit. Charlotte grinds hard on Casey’s face, fists gripping the desk edge, riding out the orgasm with her head tipped back and a ragged gasp. She flips the dynamic fast—yanks Casey up, bends her over the chair, and fingers her from behind while biting her neck, pushing her past the edge until Casey’s knees buckle. They stay like that, panting, flushed, wet fingers still buried deep, knowing the stream won’t stay off for long.