Lesbian Analingus #11

Brandi Love slams her mouth into Alexis Fawx. They chew at each other, nails digging into hips, tits smashed together. No talking. Just tongue and teeth. Hands shove aside silk. Fingers slide in deep. When Brandi drops her face between Alexis's thighs, she sucks her clit hard until Alexis's back lifts off the couch. A sharp swirl of tongue and Alexis spits a wet cry. They trade places fast. Now Alexis has Brandi on her knees, tongue lapping her asshole, thumb rubbing her soaked clit. Brandi shoves two fingers in and out, wet slaps echoing against tile. They sixty-nine on the rug, spit and come everywhere. When Alexis fingers Brandi's ass, Brandi curses and comes shaking. Then she eats Alexis back, tongue slick and relentless, until Alexis bites her own wrist raw. Sweat sticks to the sheet. They don't quit. Every orgasm slams through them in waves—short, hard, again and again—until the day bleeds white-hot into evening.