Dirty nurse uniforms tossed aside. Pink walls glow under dim lighting as two women with white caps still perched on their heads press together like they’re late for a shift but too horny to care. One’s already got her fingers buried between thick thighs before the door even locks—no foreplay, just desperate need. Office chairs creak as legs spread wider. A hand slips up a skirt that barely covers anything, then dives straight for dripping heat while the other woman bites her lip, watching through half-lidded eyes. No words yet—just wet sounds and muffled moans behind closed doors.
