She didn’t expect anyone to see—blonde’s back arched off the couch, eyes half-lidded like she’s caught but doesn’t care. Brunette licks lips as she crawls closer, hand already tracing thigh skin. First kiss is slow, teasing—then tongues clash hard enough to hear it from across the room. Blonde gasps into her mouth when fingers find wet heat; brunette groans around them, hips jerking up before she shoves her down flat on the cushions. No panties left in sight by that point—just pussy grinding against face as blonde gags out a moan loud enough for neighbors (if they’re listening). Legs wrapped tight around head now, ass lifting like she can’t get deep enough.
