Women Seeking Women #46 - Scene 2

She steps in, and the air thickens. Brunette hair spills over her shoulders, catching the light as she moves. Lingerie clings to her curves, the sheer fabric doing little to hide what waits underneath. Small tattoos peek from beneath the straps, hinting at more stories on her skin. Her natural tits press against the delicate lace, soft and full. He watches from below. She lowers herself, knees on either side of his face. The first brush of her lips against his comes slow and deep, then hungrier. Tongues meet, wet and insistent. Her weight settles. She grinds down, the pressure building, smothering him in heat and scent. He breathes when she lets him. Every shift of her hips pulls another gasp from his throat. The lingerie stretches as she moves, the fabric dampening. She leans forward again, kissing him harder, biting his lip before pulling back. His hands grip her thighs, feeling the tension in her muscles. She rides his face with steady rhythm, the tattooed lines across her hips flexing with each grind. No space left between them now. Just breath, skin, and the low sound of her approval when he obeys.