"Are you Josie?" Lizzie asks, shamelessly running her eyes up and down Josie's body.
josie steps aside and nods her head, a smirk tugging at her lips as Lizzie saunters into the room. Josie shuts the door and walks over to Lizzie who turns around and pushes Josie onto the couch.
"So, what can I do for you?" Lizzie asks teasingly, slowly unbuttoning her coat.
Josie watches with eager lust-filled eyes and gulps. "I think you know what."
Lizzie chuckles. "Are you this snarky?"
"Just the buatufull ones." Josie quips which make Lizzie roll her eyes playfully.
"How does your wife feel about you sleeping with your assistant?" Lizzie asks which makes Josie glance down at the fake wedding ring on her finger.
"We aren't loyal to each other. It's a business marriage." Josie shrugs, her dick twitching in her boxers when the last button is popped open and she gets a glance at the lingerie Lizzie is wearing.
"Sounds miserable." Lizzie pouts which makes Josie nod. "Well, maybe I can help with that." She smirks.
Lizzie leans over to the speaker and puts hers and Josie's sex playlist on. 'Dance for you' by Beyoncé echos through the speaker and Lizzie turns to the brunette with a smirk, swaying her hips as she struts over to her. Josie watches her sister's hips as they teasingly sway in front of her, the bodies spinning around and continuing to tease her sister. Josie desperately wants to reach out and squeeze Lizzie's ass, maybe give it a few smacks and leave her handprint there.
Josie gasps pleasurably when Lizzie sits down on her lap and grinds her ass into her crotch. Josie's hands shoot to Lizzie's lips to encourage her movements, Lizzie's hips swaying to the beat of the song and she leans her body back against Josie's, listening to her sister pant into her ear.
Lizzie spins herself around so she's straddling Josie, still grinding and swaying her hips to the beat of the song.
"You're gonna kill me." Josie groans, feeling herself become as hard as ever.
Lizzie chuckles and leans down to whisper in her ear. "Oh, baby, we're not just getting started."
Josie moans as Lizzie slowly grinds her ass against her crotch, her head leaning against the back of the couch and the thump of the music pumps through her ears. Her cock is painfully hard in her trousers and she feels like she's on the brink of cumming, she can feel the wetness of Lizzie's pussy wetting her crotch and it makes her whimper.
"I'm so fucking hard." Josie groans, pulling Lizzie further down onto her lap so the blonde can feel it.
Lizzie chuckles. "You need some help with that?" She asks teasingly.
"That's what I'm paying you for, isn't it?" Josie asks.
Lizzie leans back against Josie, bringing the brunette's hands up to her chest. Josie gets the hint and squeezes her tits over the skimpy bra, smacking them which makes Lizzie moan.
"You like that?" Josie groans in her ear, biting her ear lobe. "You like me squeezing your tits?"
"Yes. I love it." Lizzie moans, arching into Josie's hands.
"Your tits are fucking amazing," Josie says as she pinches her nipples.
"You don't think they're a little small?" Lizzie asks, suddenly insecure.
"God no. They fit right in my hands, and besides, I'm more of an ass girl anyways, and your ass is just perfect." Josie tells her.
Lizzie giggles and purposely pushes her ass further against Josie who moans and grips her hips. Lizzie ladies off of Josie's lap and turns the music off before bending down to be eye level with Josie as she puts her hands on her thighs. The brunette's breath catches in her throat as Lizzie's thumb presses against her cock.
