Pin-Up Girls #08

They tangled together like they'd been starved for it. The blonde's shaved lips hovered inches above the redhead's mouth, both of them breathing hard. She teased the other woman's face with slow, deliberate rolls of her hips, but never let her touch. The redhead reached up, fingers slipping between the blonde's thighs, spreading her open so she could watch. Natural tits hung above her—warm, heavy—and the redhead craned her neck to catch a nipple between her lips. The blonde jerked, breath hissing through her teeth. She grabbed the redhead's hair, grinding down hard, smothering her mouth and nose with that smooth, wet heat. The redhead's tongue pushed up into her, desperate, licking every inch she could reach while her hands gripped those pale cheeks and spread them wider. Every time the blonde lifted off for air, the redhead gasped and chased her, lips shiny, eyes half-lidded. The blonde just smirked, lowering herself again, slower this time, letting the redhead work her tongue deep while she rocked her shaved cunt back and forth across that eager mouth like she owned it.