Romping Roommates

Fresh from slipping into her new lingerie, Kiara bursts down the hall, tits practically spilling over the cups, to show Katie the goods. She stops dead outside Katie's door when she hears wet, gasping moans. The door's cracked. Kiara peeks—Katie’s naked on the bed, legs open, grinding a buzzing toy right on her clit. Kiara’s pulse kicks; she stays quiet, squeezing her thighs together while she watches. Katie’s eyes snap open, catches her, and just smirks. "C’mere, pervert," she laughs, voice thick. Kiara steps inside. Katie doesn’t waste a second—hands her the toy, warm from her pussy, and spreads her own lips so Kiara can see the swollen nub up close. "Press it right here—light at first." Kiara obeys; the toy hums straight against Katie’s clit and Katie jolts, swearing, hips lifting. Once Katie’s had enough of the tease, she rips Kiara’s brand-new lingerie to the side, drops between her legs, and gives the toy right back until Kiara’s shaking and swearing too. They trade it, swap tongues, and finish tangled, both soaked, both laughing between gasps.