The Real Estate Agent

Casey the real estate agent guides April O’Neil through this drop-dead house. Yard, downstairs: quick. Up they go. Master bedroom? April nods, impressed. Casey pushes. 'Everything’s basically new last year. Real good shape.' April points to the mattress. 'How about this?' 'Top-shelf,' Casey answers. April stretches out on it, tits firm and proud under her top. 'Feels sexy, but I need two bodies to know for sure. You don’t mind lying with me, right?' Casey pauses half a beat, reboots into full seducer mode, 'Sure, whatever you need!' They flatten out together, Casey stiff at first. April scoots in closer. 'Loosen up, let’s feel it naturally.' Casey sighs, softens. April grins. 'Okay. One last test. I’m pretty loud when I have…guests. Rigorous guests. Can it handle the workout?' She licks her bottom lip. Casey’s mouth twitches. Up she springs, pouncing like a horny cheerleader. 'See? Springs hold!' 'That’s cute, baby, but not what I meant,' April says, rising on her elbows. Casey drops to her ass again. 'All right…what did you have in mind?' April runs a slow hand up Casey’s bare thigh. The agent claims she’s 'just professional,' yet her pupils are glued to April’s rack. April smirks, slides her fingers higher. 'Client gets what client wants, right? How else am I supposed to know this house fucks?' 'Well—shit—I mean…if that’s what you need, I guess I’d be…fuck, yeah. A good agent.’ Pants drop. Bras follow. Tits mashed together, hot breath shared, they kiss dirty. April sucks tight pink nipples, then drops lower, tongue-hungry. She spits on Casey’s slit, fingers knuckle-deep, circles Casey’s swollen clit till Casey shudders and howls, cum dripping onto the tongue driving her insane. Then April lifts Casey by the hair, flips them, wide grin. 'Show me what kind of…service…good agents give.' Casey buries her mouth straight between April’s legs like she’s auditioning for homeowner of the year.