How Was Your Day

Naomi Woods slumps in her chair after a brutal day at the office, barely cracking a smile when Serena Blair walks in. Serena asks what's wrong, and Naomi spills it—the creepy stares at work, back-to-back meetings, total exhaustion. Serena climbs onto her lap and hugs her tight. Their mouths find each other quick. Then Serena admits she was so wound up earlier, she rubbed one out right there at her desk. That confession flips a switch. They’re all over each other, yanking clothes off, tongues everywhere. Naomi sucks hard on Serena’s nipples, swirling and flicking until Serena’s moaning loud. They tug each other’s hair, grind closer, and Naomi finally lets work melt away while her tongue slides over every inch of her girlfriend. Shirts and panties hit the floor as they tumble onto the bed, take turns burying their faces between spread legs, swapping the taste of each other in sloppy kisses. Then they flip into a grinding sixty-nine, licking tight little assholes and fucking each other’s mouths until they’re both shaking. Naomi grins against Serena’s soaked cunt—one thing’s certain: no matter how shitty the office gets, Serena’s always waiting with that sweet, dripping pussy to come home to.