Debt and Desire : The Gamble for Passion!

Date: 2025-02-18, HD Video / 1015 Pictures

Desiree Dulce Puma Swede

Desiree is walking around, pacing on the cell phone. She is complaining to her friend. "I don't know what else to do Alicia. I really don't. I mean John knows I like online poker, but he thinks it's just a hobby here and there. If he finds out just how much money I've lost right now, he sure as shit would pack my bags for me." Desiree listens for a few moments and than shakes her head. "No I really appreciate the offer, but it's quite a bit more than that. I need to try and figure out something soon, or I'm gonna be in deep shit. I can't believe-" KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. There is a knock at the front door. Desiree pauses her pacing and stares toward the door. She rolls her eyes. "Oh fuck. I forgot. Puma, my husband's bitch ex-wife is stopping by." Desiree listens for a moment in the phone. "I don't fucking know. Something about dropping shit off for John. No idea what the hell it is. Look I'll have to call you back........ Ok, thanks. Bye." With that, Desiree hangs up the cell and sets it on a nearby endtable. There is another knock at the door. She sighs and than finally moves over and throws it open. "What is it Puma?" Desiree is not happy about her being there at all. Puma just smiles, an almost mocking smile. "Looking good Desiree, I mean it." Puma looks her up and down. Desiree shakes her head. "Not in the mood for your games. Got lots of shit to do and don't have time for this crap," Desiree says as she crosses her arms over her chest. Now it's Puma's turn to shake her head. "No games. I was being serious. But hey, I get it." Puma holds up a manilla envelope. "This is the last of the paperwork John needs to sign so I can get my half of the money from the business. I know he's pissed about losing out, but he's dragged his feet long enough." Desiree glares at her and now puts her hands on her hips. "You're such a bitch Puma," Desiree says in a scowl. She reaches out to snatch the envelope, but Puma pulls it away just out of reach. "Not so fast," Puma almost purrs. "Mind if I come in," she asks. Desiree looks almost shocked at the request. "You've got to be kidding me right. Why the fuck would I want you in my house," Desiree asks. Puma's smile widens. "Well, I think you can't afford not to let me in and listen to my proposition. I mean unless you want John to find out about your gambling issues." Desiree's mouth falls open in shock. "What the... how the fuck do you know... I mean how do you..." Desiree can't even seem to finish the questions. Puma points toward a nearby window. "You had a window partially open. I heard you going off about it when I was about to knock," Puma admits. Desiree scowls again. "So you were fucking eavesdropping," Desiree almost hisses, clearly unhappy. "Well, you weren't exactly being quiet about it," Puma almost laughs. "Look... just let me come in and give me 5 minutes to listen to what I've got to say. If you do, I think you'll see that I can offer you a way out. But this is a one time offer. If I walk away, so does your chance at fixing your problem." Desiree continues to glare at Puma. She goes to say something and than stops herself. Finally she shakes her head, almost shocked with herself that she is doing this and steps aside, motioning for Puma to come into the house. Puma wears a victorious smile and enters. The door closes behind her. Both women enter the living room and sit down. Desiree stares at her for a moment and then finally waves her hand in a hurry-it-up motion. "Your 5 minutes are already slipping away." Puma crosses her legs and leans back into the couch. "How would you like to KISS that debt of yours goodbye," Puma asks. "And John doesn't need to know a thing." Desiree stares at her, not believing a word. "Let me guess. You have the winning lottery numbers and decided to be a nice person for once and give them to me," Desiree says. Puma laughs. "Not quite. No... there is definitely something in it for me, that's for sure." Puma pauses for effect. Desiree sighs. "Well... you gonna spit it out? By helping me, what do you get out of it," Desiree asks. "You," Puma says, her smile turning seductive. Desiree's mouth just about falls open. She doesn't know quite what to say or how to say it. "Excuse me," Desiree finally manages to say. "What the fuck does that even mean," Desiree asks. "You're a smart woman," Puma starts. "Not just eye candy... I think you know exactly what it means." Desiree starts to mumble something about how she can't believe this shit. Puma continues on. "Look... you want to get out of this situation you've gotten yourself into. You're in deep. I can help you out of it. But it will cost you. Just kiss me. Kiss me and I'll give you $500. It's not a lot toward your debt, but it's a start." Desiree is shaking her head. "You're fucking crazy. I think it's time to go," Desiree says and stands up. She points toward the door. Puma just stretches her arms out across the back of the couch and her smile widens. "Are you sure," Puma asks. "Think about it. It's just kissing. Kissing can start earning you some money to pay off that debt." Desiree shakes her head but doesn't say anything. Finally she slowly sits back down. Puma continues on. "Now don't get me wrong. Not some little peck on the lips. A good kiss." "$500," Desiree almost whispers. "For a kiss." She looks around like she can't believe she's even considering this. "I'm not even into women," Desiree says. Puma laughs. "That's probably because you haven't been wrecked by the right one," Puma says slyly. Desiree gasps, almost as disgusted. "Well... do we have a deal," Puma asks. Desiree rubs her head as she thinks. Finally she relents. "Fine. Fine. Fine. Let's just make it quick," Desiree says. Puma almost slithers over next to Desiree. Desiree leans back as Puma leans in. Puma uses her finger to signal the Come-Here motion. Desiree lets out a deep breath and then moves in closer. Finally they kiss. It's not deep. And it only lasts a couple seconds. Finally Desiree pulls back. "There." She shakes her head again. "I can't believe I'm doing this shit," she whispers. Puma smiles, and shakes her own head in amusement. "Is that how you kiss John," Puma asks as she laughs. "Wait nevermind. We both know John's not much of a kisser. Or even lover for that matter," she almost giggles as she says. Desiree crosses her arms again and glares at Puma. "John is a great kisser. And our love life is fine. And why the fuck am I even talking about this with you," Desiree looks away. She exhales in frustration. "Of course I'm not gonna kiss you the same way I kiss my husband," she says. Puma shakes her finger at Desiree. "Well, you want to earn some real money, you're gonna have to work harder than that. You need to kiss me. Like you mean it. Like you want it. Like you want me," Puma says. Desiree looks at her as if she's crazy but before she can say anything, Puma goes on. "Let me put it this way... the longer you kiss me... the better you kiss me... the more money you make and the more you can pay off." Desiree shakes her head. "You can't be serious," Desiree whispers. Puma just smiles, licking her licks seductively. Desiree just mouths the words, "No fucking way," but finally agrees to do it. Just as they are about to kiss, Desiree goes to pull back. Puma grabs her and pulls her close. Tight. Desiree gasps. Their mouths an inch or so apart as Puma stares into her eyes. Desiree is almost transfixed. Puma gently goes to kiss her but stops. She teases a kiss again and stops. Her tongue just barely flicks out, gently flicking across Desiree's lips. Desiree silently gasps as the teasing goes on. And suddenly, Puma pulls her in, her mouth all over Desiree's. Desiree kisses her back. It’s not much of a kiss at first, but soon, her mouth parts and the kissing deepens. Soon their mouths begin to wrestle, their tongues tangling, sucking, probing. The kiss begins to become very authentic. Passionate. Almost agressive. Desiree finds herself getting lost in the kiss as the passion takes hold. The kissing goes on awhile. Until finally, Desiree comes to her senses and pushes away from Puma. They've been kissing for quite awhile, and Desiree is trying to catch her breath. Desiree starts to admit she's never been kissed like that before, but catches herself. Puma smiles, also taking a moment to catch her breath. "So.... so.... exactly how much was that worth," Desiree finally gets to ask. Puma giggles. "What do you think it should be worth," Puma responds. Desiree almost bites her lip. "I'd say at least $1500," Desiree says, almost afraid to put a number on it. Puma nods slowly. "Ok than. You got it." Desiree almost looks shocked that Puma agreed. But before she can say anything else, Puma says, "But you can't stop now right? I mean, you can earn so much more. Just give in." Desiree gives a quizzical look. "What do you mean," she asks. Puma reaches out and rubs Desiree's thigh. Desiree knocks her hand back and lets out a small laugh. "I don't think so," Desiree says. Puma leans in and Desiree's breath almost catches in her throat. "You know what just happened already got you hotter than John ever does," Puma whispers. Desiree shakes her head, but doesn't say anything. Puma says, "All I'm saying is, the more you give, the more you get. And I think you'll see how much you'll get out of this too. I just want to touch you. Feel you." Puma's hand comes up and starts to pull on the blouse, playing with the exposed cleavage Desiree has showing. Again, Desiree lets out a forced laugh. "You mean you wanna play with my tits," Desiree says. Desiree leans back shaking her head. Suddenly she stares into Puma's eyes and a small smile crosses her lips now. "Well, the tits are gonna cost you quite a bit," Desiree says. "These tits ain't cheap." Puma smiles, ready to play along. "Name your price," Puma says. Desiree and Puma just stare at one another for moments. Drsiree reaches up and lets her finger trace the outline of one of her tits. Finally she says, "You want these tits, you're gonna need to give up $5k". Puma licks her lips. She slowly leans in. Desiree's smile disappears and she audibly gulps as Puma gets really close. "Done," Puma whispers. Her fingers slowly work their way up Desiree's thigh and than waist. They tease touching. Desiree can only watch as Puma teases her. Moments pass and than Puma leans in and they start to kiss passionately again. Deep tongue kissing. As the kissing gets deeply passionate, Puma's hands are all over Desiree's breasts. Soon, they yank up the blouse. Puma yanks the tits out of her bra and before Desiree can tell what's happening, Puma is sucking on them. Deep. Desiree is gasping, slight moans escaping her mouth as Puma devours her breasts and her mouth, going back and forth. Finally, Desiree can feel Puma pulling at her shorts. Puma pauses for just a moment, looking at Desiree. "How much for this," Puma asks as she reaches in between Desiree's legs. Desiree is gasping. She quickly shakes her head as her body itself is shaking. "Just shut the fuck up and eat my pussy," Desiree gasps. Puma smiles wide. No need to tell her twice. She has Desiree's shorts and panties off in mere seconds. And there is no teasing now. She is all over Desiree's pussy. Devouring, sucking, licking, eating. Desiree can only gasp and moan, clutching at the back of Puma's head. She moans as Puma takes her to heights she never felt before. Desiree starts talking dirty, telling Puma to keep eating that pussy. Take that pussy. It's your pussy she tells Puma. Finally, she ends up cumming, her legs wrapping tightly around Puma's head. Afterward, Desiree begins to take control. She starts yanking Puma's clothes off. Now it's her turn to suck and take Puma's tits for herself. She says she can't wait to eat Puma's pussy. She even laughs about what an idiot her husband was for letting pussy like that get away. Soon she is devouring Puma's pussy. Puma begs Desiree to suck her clit into her mouth over and over. Suck on her hard and deep. Desiree does as she's told. She engulfs it, loving every bit of it until finally Puma cums hard. Both women end up making each other cum a few times. There is tribbing. 69. Puma rides Desiree's face. Desiree has Puma get on the floor and lift her hips into the air to eat her pussy. Puma gets Desiree to admit what a dirty girl she is deep down. Desiree also admits sex with Puma was so much better than her husband. When it's finally all said and done, both women lie their gasping, kissing. Puma says she will pay off Desiree's debt fully. Desiree says not unless Puma is part of the package going forward. Puma agrees