Cheer Squad Slumber Parties #10

She straddles his face and lowers slowly, her thighs clamping around his head like she means it. Her blonde hair catches the light. The other woman watches from the edge of the bed, brunette, inked, and already naked. She leans in. Their mouths meet, tongues working, slow and wet. The blonde grinds down harder, hips rolling. The man stays still beneath her, breathing in heat and skin. One of her hands reaches back to stroke him, but her weight keeps him pinned. She breaks the kiss long enough to look down at him, then returns to the brunette, pulling her closer. More pressure now. Her hips don't stop. The tattooed woman shifts, straddling his chest, thighs brushing his skin as she leans into the kiss again. They take turns pressing down, trading control without a word. Every movement is deliberate. The blonde lifts just enough for him to catch air, then drops again, keeping him right where she wants him.