Study Break

Carmen Caliente's bedroom. Study guides scattered on the floor. Two high-school seniors overdue for a break and both of them know it. Blonde Carter groans, tosses her textbook aside, crawls across the mattress like a wolf who already picked her next meal. She gets Carmen on her back fast—tongue flicking past parted lips, hands roaming under a thin tank until nipples stand stiff. Carmen hesitates, but the minute Carter’s mouth drops lower, the test is forgotten. Clothes fly. Carter’s top hits the lamp, bra dangles from a bedpost; boots stay on, steel toes glinting when she kicks Carmen’s shorts clean off. Fingertips slip between dark curls. Wet. Ready. Carmen moans, lifts, grinds until the whole bed creaks. Shy hesitation ends. The Latina strips what’s left and spreads—shaved cunt gleaming. Carter exhales across the slick heat, tongue dragging slow, then dives. She eats like she’s got a point to prove. Carmen’s thighs shake; she comes hard, twisting fingers into blond hair. Roles flip. Carter plants palms and knees, ass in the air. Carmen slides under, feasting, lap-painting until Carter curses, bucks, juices dripping down her chin. But ass is on Carter’s mind. She pushes Carmen forward, parts cheeks, rims tight, tasting until the brunette squeals through another shaking orgasm. Tired of side-by-side, they face each other and fuck. Carter rolls her hips, slick folds stroking Carmen’s, grinding, slapping, until both shake again—Carter first, then Carmen following, wet sound obscene. Mouths find cunts once more; one last quiver, one guttural moan. Study guides still unopened. Clothes everywhere. Tomorrow waits.