Bad Vibes

Ryan Keely storms through the door after a shitty day, tits bouncing, pussy already throbbing for some relief. She heads straight for her nightstand drawer, but the vibrator’s gone. A low buzzing noise floats out from the hallway. She follows it like a bloodhound and kicks the bathroom door open to find Chloe Cherry, the little thief, legs spread on the toilet lid, that very same toy humming away between her tiny tits while she rubs circles over her clit. Ryan yanks the vibrator out of Chloe’s grip. Chloe whines that she didn’t think anyone was coming home and she needed to blow off steam too. Ryan snaps back that it’s her toy, her stress, and her house, but Chloe isn’t backing down. They bicker, voices rising, until someone suggests taking turns. Fine. Chloe goes first, spreading her small tits and sinking the toy deep, then Ryan snatches it, shoves it against her own soaked blonde bush, moaning louder on purpose just to piss Chloe off. The fight gets rough; hands tug, hips jerk, and the poor vibrator cracks in two. Silence. Ryan glares. “Your fault, kid. Now fix it.” She grabs Chloe by the hair and plants that brat’s face between her thick thighs. Chloe’s tongue dives in, licking long stripes up Ryan’s dripping slit while her small hands cup and squeeze those heavy tits. Ryan’s head tips back, cursing and grinding. When she’s had enough, she drops to her knees, spreads Chloe open, and fingers that tight pussy until the girl is shaking and begging. They finish each other off the old-fashioned way—no batteries required.