Lesbian Superstars 2

Two blondes drop onto the mattress like they’ve done it a hundred times before. Braylin grabs Lily by the hips, drags her forward, and plants herself on Lily’s face. No pause, no teasing, just the wet slap of skin and the sharp breath Lily pulls in right before she starts licking. Braylin rocks her cunt across Lily’s mouth, slow at first, then meaner, like she’s daring the smaller girl to keep up. Lily’s small tits bounce every time Braylin drops her weight, nipples tight and flushed pink. They flip without warning, Lily on top now, thighs spread wide over Braylin’s tongue. The two of them lock into a tight 69, mouths buried, fingers digging hard into soft skin. Braylin’s moan is low and dirty; Lily answers with a muffled whine that vibrates straight through Braylin’s clit. Sweat beads on Lily’s back, runs down the curve of her ass. Braylin smears it with her palms, grips tight, and grinds harder. No breathing room, no mercy, just the wet sounds of two girls eating each other like they’re starving.