"We shouldn't," Michelle whispers, her breath hot on Lisa's neck. "But I want to," Lisa admits, her voice barely audible. Their lips meet in a searing kiss, tongues tangling as they grind against each other. Michelle's fingers delve deeper, finding Lisa's G-spot, while Lisa's thumb circles Michelle's clit. Their moans fill the closet, drowning out the world outside. They come together, bodies shuddering, before collapsing into each other's arms, sated but yearning for more.