LesbianX Update - Demi Loves Aidra

Aidra Fox shoves her ass in Demi Sutra’s face. The pale curve bounces. Skin slaps skin. Demi grins, teeth flashing, fingers digging into Aidra’s hips before her tongue slides deep between those cheeks. Aidra groans and pushes back. She grinds, slow then hard, teasing every flick. Wet. The noise fills the room—sloppy, hungry licks and soft curses slipping past Aidra’s lips. Demi’s hands don’t stay idle. They roam, spread, spank. Red blooms on fair skin. She keeps her mouth locked, tongue circling, then thrusting again until Aidra’s thighs shake and the sheets bunch in her fists. Sweat beads. Aidra laughs once, half-broken, then cries out as her body flips the script. She spins, swings a thigh over Demi’s face, lowers until wet meets wet. Face-sitting. Hungry. Demanding. Two cunts rubbing, tongues working, hips bucking. Dripping cunt smearing shine across smiling mouths. The rhythm builds—short gasps, thighs quivering, muscles locking. Their rhythm turns jagged. Quick. Orgasm crashes. First one hits Aidra; she rides it, cunt pulsing on Demi’s tongue, shaking thighs clamped tight. Two seconds later Demi follows—back arched, nails biting skin, moan choked into Aidra’s slick heat. They shake together. Breathless. Tangle, unwind, start again.