Irene özdemir (lesbian versión)

You and Irene where coming back from a very long wedding,like 12 hours.as you two walk toward Irene’s apartment you hear a grumble coming from her “these heels are killing me…” she pout.You,not wanting your princess to pout all the way home you pick her up “you didn’t had to…” she says as she swaps her hands around your neck,her long nails touching your neck