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The Green Room at the studio was quiet except for the low hum of the vending machine and the distant city traffic outside. It was well past midnight, and the studio floor was deserted. Ranvir locked the door behind them with a soft click, her heart hammering.

Kate turned to her fellow presenter, eyes dark with bottled-up lust. “We really shouldn’t,” she whispered, even as she stepped closer.

“We really should,” Ranvir replied, voice husky. She grabbed Kate by the waist and pulled her in. Their mouths met in a fierce, desperate kiss, tongues sliding, teeth grazing, breaths mingling. Kate tasted like the white wine they’d shared earlier and something sweeter that made Ranvir’s pussy throb.

They stumbled toward the greenrooms wide leather couch, hands already tearing at clothes. Ranvir unzipped Kate’s fitted navy dress, letting it pool at her feet. Kate’s black lace bra and matching thong looked sinful against her pale skin. Ranvir shrugged off her own blouse and skirt, revealing a deep burgundy bra that barely contained her full 34DD tits and a tiny black thong already soaked through.

Kate pushed Ranvir onto the couch and climbed on top, straddling her. She kissed down Ranvir’s neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks, then yanked Ranvir’s bra down. Her mouth latched onto one dark, stiff nipple, sucking greedily while her hand kneaded the other heavy breast. Ranvir moaned loudly, fingers tangling in Kate’s blonde hair.

“Fuck, Kate… I’ve wanted your mouth on me for so long.”

Kate didn’t waste time. She slid lower, peeling Ranvir’s soaked thong down her smooth legs. Ranvir’s neatly trimmed pussy was glistening, swollen, and dripping. Kate spread her thighs wide and dived in. Her tongue licked a long, slow stripe from Ranvir’s entrance up to her clit, savouring the sweet-tangy taste of her cunt juice.

“Mmm, you taste so fucking good,” Kate groaned, then buried her face deeper.

She licked and sucked Ranvir’s clit with wet, obscene sounds, two fingers sliding easily into her hot, tight, dripping hole. Ranvir’s hips bucked, grinding against Kate’s mouth as more slick juice coated Kate’s chin. Kate pulled back for a second, her lips shiny. “I want all of it.” She plunged her tongue inside Ranvir’s cunt, fucking her with it while her fingers rubbed tight circles on her clit. Ranvir cried out, thighs shaking, and suddenly gushed. Kate pressed her mouth tight against her, swallowing every drop of Ranvir’s hot cunt juice as she came hard, moaning Kate’s name.

Ranvir was still trembling when she flipped them over. She stripped Kate completely, then pushed her legs back toward her chest, exposing both her dripping bald pussy and tight puckered arsehole.

“Look at you… so wet for me,” Ranvir purred.

She started with long licks through Kate’s folds, drinking down her sweet arousal, then moved lower. Her tongue circled Kate’s arsehole teasingly before pushing inside. Kate gasped sharply, back arching. “Oh my God, Ranvir…”

Ranvir ate her arse with filthy enthusiasm, tongue fucking in and out while two fingers pumped deep into Kate’s cunt. Kate was moaning incoherently, one hand gripping Ranvir’s hair, the other pinching her own nipples. Ranvir switched: sucking Kate’s swollen clit hard before forcing her tongue as deep as she could into her colleagues hot, wet cunt, while sliding a slick finger into her tight arsehole, pumping it slowly.

Kate’s orgasm hit like a wave. Her cunt clenched around Ranvir’s tongue as she squirted a little, hot juice flooding Ranvir’s mouth. Ranvir swallowed greedily, moaning at the taste, then kept licking and fingering both holes until Kate was shaking and begging.

They shifted again. Kate got on her knees on the couch, arse up, face down. Ranvir knelt behind her, spreading Kate’s cheeks wide. Then buried her face between them, tongue alternating between Kate’s

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