"Hey, Tiff," I said, voice casual but low as I stood in the hallway.
Tiffany wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples stood out clearly through the thin white maxi dress, dark and stiff, pressing against the fabric like they were begging for attention.
But I was getting late. I had to meet Michael at college first, then Sofia at 2 p.m. If I stayed, Tiffany wouldn't leave my dick alone, she would drain all my cum.
She was so horny from the trip.
Brittany and Gloria were still lingering near their door, watching me with hopeful eyes, clearly waiting for me to join them.
"Get to school, Brittany," Tiffany yelled toward the girls, her voice sharp.
"Ok, bye mom," Brittany called back, pouting a little as she and Gloria finally rushed toward the elevator, thick thighs jiggling in their denim shorts, crop tops riding up as they ran.
