A Quickie Divorce

Arlene finds out the hard way that Vegas marriages don't vanish just because you forget about them. She and Patricia tied the knot on a drunken dare, and now it's real. Paperwork's ready, but Patricia's got other ideas. She'll sign—if they fuck first. Arlene laughs, bites her lip, and says why the hell not. Clothes hit the floor fast. Arlene's small, natural tits press against Patricia's as they kiss like it's still legal. Fingers slide between slick folds, rubbing tight circles until both women are panting. Arlene slips two fingers inside Patricia, pumping slow and deep while her thumb teases the clit. She gets the same treatment back—Patricia's hand working her wet pussy with practiced rhythm. They grind against each other's palms, hips jerking, nipples hard, until they come in quick, messy bursts. The divorce papers wait on the table, still unsigned, but the quickie’s already done its job.