Pleasing Her

Two filthy firecrackers—Kenzie, stacked and shameless, and hazel-eyed Hazel, baby-faced and just ripe enough to make you ache—don’t waste breath on foreplay. Bras hit the floor. Panties tear. Kenzie shoves Hazel onto her back, spreads her thighs like she owns the real estate, and buries her tongue in that slick, soaked slit. Hazel moans, legs shaking, then drags Kenzie around until they’re sixty-nine, faces grinding between trembling thighs. They lick hard, fast, loud—wet sounds filling the room, fingers knuckle-deep, nipples sharp enough to cut glass. No holding back. No mercy. Just desperate, greedy mouths feasting until both girls come shaking, cursing, begging for more.