Lauren Phillips knows she shouldn’t be doing this—didn’t expect her frenemy to walk in—but the second those lips touch feet, all rules vanish. Thick thighs clamp shut as fingers dig into hips. First tongue on arches, then deep—pussy already dripping like she’s been waiting. The blonde flips over mid-slap, straddling face with a smirk: 'Now you taste me back.' Slobbery kisses on swollen lips before Lauren shoves two fingers inside while the other begs for more.
