
Adria Rae gets wind of a stupid frat panty raid and it flips a switch in her head. When her roommate Gia Paige heads out, Adria yanks on a hoodie, waits for dark, then creeps into Gia’s room. She digs through the panty drawer like a bandit, pulling on one lacy pair after another and sniffing the crotches like they’re fine wine. The smell hits her hard enough that she gets off just huffing them. Mid-sniff, the light snaps on. Gia stands there, arms folded, catching Adria with evidence. After the apology speech, Adria blurts that she only stole panties because she’s had a crush on Gia forever. That softens Gia a little. She peels off her own panties—warm, damp—and dangles them under Adria’s nose. Adria stares at Gia’s bare pussy and practically drools. Gia spots her thong riding Adria’s hips, orders her onto hands and knees, yanks it down, gives her a couple sharp spanks, then stuffs the thong in Adria’s mouth. She licks between Adria’s folds, fingers her until the juice is running down her hand, then grinds her bush against Adria until Adria cums. Gia sits on Adria’s tongue next, rocking until she shakes through her own orgasm, then flips the script again so Adria can trib her to a second climax. Question is whether that buys any real forgiveness.
Adria Rae gets wind of a stupid frat panty raid and it flips a switch in her head. When her roommate Gia Paige heads out, Adria yanks on a hoodie, waits for dark, then creeps into Gia’s room. She digs through the panty drawer like a bandit, pulling on one lacy pair after another and sniffing the crotches like they’re fine wine. The smell hits her hard enough that she gets off just huffing them. Mid-sniff, the light snaps on. Gia stands there, arms folded, catching Adria with evidence. After the apology speech, Adria blurts that she only stole panties because she’s had a crush on Gia forever. That softens Gia a little. She peels off her own panties—warm, damp—and dangles them under Adria’s nose. Adria stares at Gia’s bare pussy and practically drools. Gia spots her thong riding Adria’s hips, orders her onto hands and knees, yanks it down, gives her a couple sharp spanks, then stuffs the thong in Adria’s mouth. She licks between Adria’s folds, fingers her until the juice is running down her hand, then grinds her bush against Adria until Adria cums. Gia sits on Adria’s tongue next, rocking until she shakes through her own orgasm, then flips the script again so Adria can trib her to a second climax. Question is whether that buys any real forgiveness.