Sweet 69

Freya Parker and Paige Owens couldn't wait to get naked. They tore at each other the second they hit the bedroom, hands roaming, mouths locking, skin on skin like they were trying to crawl inside one another. Freya shoved Paige down first and peeled every last stitch off her body, her fingers hungry, her breath ragged. She rubbed Paige all over—slow, firm strokes from the small of her back to the swell of her ass—before dropping her face between those shaking thighs and eating pussy like a woman possessed. Paige moaned loud, legs twitching, while Freya's tongue worked her like she'd die if she stopped.