Mutual Secrets: Part Two

Blake shoves her tongue into Capri's mouth, greedy for the next lesson she can't get from that fiancé of hers. Capri pushes her down, teeth grazing nipples until Blake arches, then licks lower. Blake spreads her legs, hips already twitching. Wet, raw, begging. Now she's straddling Capri's face. Capri digs in—no mercy. Blake grinds down, knuckles white on the headboard, mouth open but nothing comes out. Her thighs start to shake. Capri flips her, slides under. Blake's hair falls in her eyes as she lowers onto waiting lips. Every flick pulls a fresh sound from her throat. Capri grabs her hips, gives the order: "Show me how you're gonna fuck him." Blake starts moving—slow, then harder—slick skin sliding against slick skin. Sweat glistens. Their rhythm picks up, frantic, feral. They twist again, each face buried between the other's thighs, locked tight in a perfect 69. No talking now. Just wet sounds, heavy breathing, Blake's muffled moans drowning in Capri's heat. The lesson ends exactly like it began—Blake learning fast, body already addicted to the knowledge.