Two Girls

Ivy and Uma want each other. Hard. Two beautiful girls who know exactly what they're after—no interruptions, no second guesses. They have the night to themselves and they're using every minute. Ivy smears lotion over Uma's body, slow circles that warm fast under her hands. The slick glide makes both of them twitch, and they laugh low, breathing quicker already. Fingers dip lower, parting lips, testing wetness that lotion can't explain. Uma spreads her thighs wider, inviting. They take their time at first. Tongues flick at hard nipples, teeth catch soft skin, deliberately making the other gasp. Then the teasing ends. Ivy pushes Uma onto her back and drops between her legs, mouth sealing tight over her pussy. She licks deep, sucks at the swollen clit, moaning at the taste. Uma fists the sheets, hips snapping up, and soon she's returning the favor—spreading Ivy open and burying her face in slick heat. The room fills with wet sounds, desperate little cries, bodies rolling slick against each other. Every lick sends shocks through them; they tremble, greedy for more. Neither holds back. They fuck each other's mouths with quick, filthy thrusts of their tongues until legs shake and the first orgasm rips through one, then the other—then they dive right back in, faces glistening, still hungry.