Walk in.

As it sounded like her roommate was masturbating over her brother, of course she was just going to walk in unannounced, she was far to curies not to and knowing Julie she would try to hide the evidence of whatever she was doing. Turing the doorknob she swung the door open to see if she could catch her in the act. However, as she walked through the door, she found Julie laying on her back looking at her cell phone.

Julie looked down at Sara and gave her, her typical cheerful smile. “Oh, hey Sara, what’s up?”

Sara arched her brow and took a quick look around the room before looking back up at Julie. She knew that Julie was hiding something and the fact that she was masturbating, she could smell the sex in the air and here the deep breathing in Julie’s voice. “What were you doing just now?” She asked her.

Julie smirked and rolled onto her side, her school clothes hugging her curves, “What do you mean?”

“I could hear you moaning from outside!” Sara snapped.

Julie rolled her eyes and flopped down onto her back when she realized that she had been caught, “Can’t a girl have some privacy?”

“In MY room!?” Sara told her.

Julie chuckled, “Oh relax, Sara. It’s not like I locked you out of the room while I was having sex with a hot guy, or anything.”

“Speaking of,” Sara continued, “Whose Michel?”

“Oh, just a football player I bumped into at the gym.” She lied, “Why, did you think I was fingering myself over my twin?” she said turning to Sara and smiling playfully.

Sara rolled her eyes as she closed the door behind her, “Never mind, just do me a favor. If you ever do start sleeping with a boy, do it in his room!”

Julie giggled and watched as Sara toss her stuff into the corner of the room. “So, any more life drawing assignments?” she asked her.

“Just a lighting excise,” she replied as she opened her portfolio and pulled out her sketch pad. As Julie was studying to become a model and Sara an artist, the two decided that they might as well take advantage of the other’s skill set.

Hopping off of her top bunk, Julie locked the door and unbuttoned her blouse, “Where do you want me?”

“On the couch,” she said opening up a fold-up chair, “Preferably with your legs crossed, I don’t want to look at your sticky pussy.”

Julie giggled and stuck out her tongue as she stripped the rest of her clothes, exposing her fit curves, hard pink nipples, and her firm breasts. “Oh, don’t act like you weren’t turned on by a hot English girl fingering herself my lesbian friend.”

Sara blushed and looked away from Julie timidly. In all honesty, she was turned on by the lovely woman standing in front of her, even more so knowing that she was just fingering herself no to long ago. “Just…shut up and make yourself comfortable so I can draw you.”