Lesbian House Hunters #05

After grinding through a brutal workday on that real estate deal, Ariella and Prinzzess crashed into each other. Ariella shoved Prinzzess onto the couch and peeled off her silk blouse, buttons hitting the floor like tiny declarations of war. Prinzzess yanked Ariella's skirt up, fingers digging into flesh. They kissed hard enough to bruise, tongues fighting for space while hands moved with purpose. Ariella spread Prinzzess wide, mouth working between her thighs, licking deep and slow at first, then faster as Prinzzess bucked against her face. Prinzzess returned the favor by burying three fingers inside Ariella, curling them until Ariella cried out and grabbed Prinzzess's hair. Sweat slicked their bodies. The sound of wet skin and desperate breathing filled the room. They switched positions—Prinzzess on her back now, legs hooked over Ariella's shoulders as Ariella fucked her with a strap-on, thrusting harder each time Prinzzess begged. They didn't stop until both shook and collapsed, spent and wrecked.