Keeping House

Cadence walked in clueless. Veronica Vain, that redheaded troublemaker with the massive rack, took one look and told her to scrub her hands, feet, and pussy too. Cadence hesitated, but the promise of a fat tip kept her quiet. She stripped on command and followed the boss into the living room. On her knees, bare-ass naked, she started scrubbing the floor while Veronica disappeared. When the redhead came back she was in black lace, vibrator in hand. She told Cadence to lick her clean, head to toe. Cadence tried to protest, said her cleaning company didn’t cover bodies. Veronica cut her off quick—use her tongue or walk out empty-handed. Cadence swallowed her nerves and started licking. She dragged her tongue over Veronica’s toes, worked up her arms, sucked on those big pierced tits, then buried her face between those round cheeks. Veronica shoved the toy in Cadence’s mouth, told her to get it soaked. Once it was dripping, Cadence pushed it deep inside her. Veronica came hard, soaking the floor. Then she ordered the blonde to lap up every drop. Happy with the service so far, Veronica flipped the script and ate Cadence’s pussy until she shook with a loud, messy orgasm. Still not done, Veronica called in Jojo, her brunette chef with the pierced nipples and perky rack. The three of them tangled up—tongues, fingers, and toys until the room smelled like sex and everyone left shaking.