Calico's move in date...

Calico locks the door on her new place and feels the itch between her legs. Derrick the super just spent the afternoon moving her boxes, muscles flexing under sweat-soaked cotton. She drops on the bare mattress, kicks off her panties and sinks two fingers into her cunt. Her free hand finds her clit, and in no time the mattress is soaked while she sprays a hard, wet orgasm that leaves her shaking. The tension drops for a second, then spikes again. She wants her ass open next. In the bathroom she strips, bends over the tub and works two slick fingers into her hole, twisting and stretching. A third slides in. Her breathing gets ragged. She needs water to finish the job right. The tap coughs once and dies. She tries the shower—nothing. She stares at the dry pipes, then grabs her phone. Derrick picks up on the first ring. She tells him she needs help with her plumbing—right now—and her voice is already thick with need.