So Much Better Than The Dorm!

Laney Grey's itching to ditch the dorm and she's eye-fucked the perfect apartment already. Trouble is she can't swing the whole deposit. Lauren Phillips just shrugs and says it’s her husband’s call; her hands are tied on money stuff. Laney’s not leaving without that key, so she starts poking at the sapphic fuse Lauren’s kept stuffed down for years. She moves slow, soft hands cupping Lauren’s tits, tongues tracing wet circles over stiff nipples, hips rocking until both women are slick and gasping. They grind and finger each other until they’re cum-drunk and giggling. Once the sheets are soaked, Laney circles back to the deposit. Lauren leans in, kisses her mouth, and sighs—no can do. That’s when Laney smiles, low and wicked: total silence about their little affair in exchange for waiving the deposit. Lauren’s cheeks flush hotter than before, and just like that the deal’s sealed with a stolen kiss and one very forgiving lease.