Naughty Girls

Leana Lovings and Ophelia Purr are two hungry little things aching for wet cunt. The second the bedroom door clicked shut, clothes hit the floor. Leana pushed Ophelia onto the sheets and spread her open, tongue dragging through slick folds that tasted like heat and salt. Ophelia clawed at Leana's hair, grinding up against her mouth, thighs trembling. Leana's fingers slid inside, knuckles slick, working deep until Ophelia shuddered and came with a broken moan. She barely caught her breath before rolling Leana onto her back, lips closing around a nipple, sucking hard. Two fingers thrust into Leana's soaked pussy, curling against that spot that made her see white. They kept trading places—mouths sloppy, hands relentless—sweaty skin slapping, breath ragged. Each girl came twice before they collapsed, still kissing, still fingering each other slow and lazy like the craving never left.