Soaked

Aiden Ashley and Lumi Ray, soaked and panting, locked thighs and ground cunt to cunt like they meant to break each other. Juice slicked between them, slicked over skin, ran in clear rivulets down Lumi’s shaking thighs every time Aiden rolled her clit against that swollen button again and again. Lumi’s hips bucked; a sudden wet pulse spurted from her, a warm gush that painted Aiden’s belly and soaked the sheets. Aiden kept riding it, grinding through each pulsing squirt, pressing harder so another hot flood spurted free. Her own snatch throbbed and sprayed in answer, a messy shared eruption that left them slick, gasping, hips still twitching with the aftershocks.