They aren't safe yet

The two tip toe into the rundown building, the sound of their bare feet echoing in the cavernous entrance.

"No one's here..." Janice comments with a twinge of... disappointment in her voice?

"What floor are you on?" Lauren asks as she squats down in a corner.

It's a pathetic attempt to hide, in case someone comes by, but all it really does is spread her legs apart and flash her pink, obviously wet and needy pussy to the world.

Janice bites her lip as she looks over at Lauren.

"Eight," she says as the two lock eyes briefly before each looks away, blushing.

"Oh..." Lauren whimpers, crestfallen.

Janice suppresses a moan at the thought of following that jigglicious booty up so many flights of stairs. She feels her own love juices starting to dribble own her exposed inner thigh. God! She hasn't been this horny in ages!

"Well..." the blonde amazon responds as an even naughtier idea slips into her lust-addled brain. "We could try using the freight elevator instead..."

Lauren perks up at the suggestion.