The elevator, but those 20 feet will be an arduous journey

"Well? What are we waiting for?" Lauren says as she glares back at Janice.

"It's..." Janice blushes and bites her lip as she looks away from the naked short-stack.

Maybe if she didn't mention that it tended to get stuck, it wouldn't happen this time?

"...ok." The blonde whispers.

"Then let's go! Come on!" The increasingly bossy Lauren declares as she stops trying to cover up her soft, nude body and forcefully grabs Janice's hand, prying it away from the amazon's steamy, swampy, needy pussy.

Both freeze for a moment when they feel just how sticky the other girl's hand is. They look into each other's eyes as both of their faces grow even redder, but each one is too embarrassed to comment on what they've discovered.

"It's this way," Janice whispers after an achingly long pregnant pause.

Lauren wordlessly lets the big blonde take the lead, and lets her guide her through the thankfully (disappointingly?) empty halls of the apartment building.

The two bumbilingly (but in their minds, stealthily) sneak through the building, totally naked, and since they are still holding hands, it means neither one can actually cover everything up if they were to get spotted.

Lauren feels expecially proud of herself, because her wide, jiggliciously ass only knocks over one potted plant in their walk to the elevator.

G-god! J-just think what would happen if we were caught!

Janice muses as her heart pounds even harder in her chest and she squirts just a little at the thought.

The big, bold personal trainer has to stop covering her breasts and use her free hand to steady herself against the wall as she feels her legs momentarily turn to jelly.

"Are you ok?" Lauren whispers, the panic in her voice coming out clearly.

"I-I'm fine!" The larger woman huskily answers. "I... I tripped!"

"Oh..." Lauren replies, even as she sees (and smells) the cunny honey running down Janice's inner thighs. "Ok."

G-god! J-just think what would happen if we were caught!

Lauren contemplates as a million scenarios leap into her lust-addled brain.

All of them involving people looking and laughing at her, standing helpless and exposed.

Lauren's free hand instinctively flies to her crotch and cups it, eliciting a moan from the bashful beauty, as her daymares turn to daydreams.

In her thoughts, the crowd continues to laugh, but then a big, tall, equally naked Janice shows up and wraps her arms around Lauren, as if to shield the self-conscious cutie's treasures from view... until her hands start to get busy...

"Oh god!" Lauren mewls as she starts masturbating right there in the hallway.

Her eyes shut tight as the Janice of her fantasy starts doing even more.

"W-wow..." Lauren stammers as she shamelessly schlicks her needy, naughty cunny right in public.

Janice knows she's hearing what she's hearing, but, she's already barely able to stand, and they're so close to the elevator now.

Don't look back! Don't look back!

She keeps telling herself as she pulls Lauren along.

"Mmmmm..." Lauren coos, completely lost in her fantasy now, not caring about the snail trail she is leaving through the building.

At last, Janice turns the corner and spots the elevator, and even better, it's already on the ground floor and open!

"C-come on!" Janice whispers as forcefully pulls Lauren along, snapping the smaller woman out of her fuck fantasy just when she was about to cum.

Little Lauren groans in frustration, then freezes up when she realizes just what she was doing. Her feet dig in and her body goes stiff, but thankfully, Janice is strong enough, and motivated enough to simply drag Lauren the rest of the way as the bare skin of her feet squeak as they rub along the tiled floor.

Finally, the two women slip into the elevator and Janice slams the button for the 8th floor.

The two naked, naughty streakers look at each other. Their breathing is hard, the bodies are flushed and covered in sweat, their pussies are soaked, and the two are finally alone with each other.

As their gazes wander and their panting continues, the sweet, stinky, intoxicating scents of their individual lusts start to mix, until it becomes overwhelming, and the two women finally give in entirely to their base needs.