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Georgia Jones. Brunette. Gorgeous. Natural. She dropped between Cassidy's thighs and buried her tongue deep. Cassidy arched. Eyes shut. Knees shaking. One long moan and she came hard, pulsing against Georgia's lips. Soaked. Then Georgia turned her over. Cassidy stayed on all fours, breathing heavy, dripping wet and open. Georgia worked one slick finger inside her ass, slow, stretching her open. Then another. Cassidy gasped, gritted her teeth, and came again—shuddering, louder, like nothing she'd felt before. Georgia pulled her up by the hair. Kissed her hard. Tasted her own mouth on Cassidy's tongue. Then Georgia lay back, legs spread, cunt flushed and waiting. Cassidy worshipped every inch. Soft licks along her inner thigh, the curve of her belly, the swell of her tits. She saved the best for last. Tongue on Georgia's pink pussy, flat and hungry. She sucked her clit like she meant it. Georgia clawed the sheets. Her hips bucked once, twice—then she broke. Deep, guttural, raw. The orgasm tore through her like a scream she couldn't swallow.