Girls Training Girls

Khloe and Melissa sprawl across the sheets, soaking through the cotton beneath them. Their cunts glisten, swollen, slick with want. Wetness trails down their thighs. Every touch stings like a promise. They’re done waiting. Fingers spread lips, tongues lash clits. Khloe pins Melissa’s hips, grinding against her until the bed creaks. Melissa answers with greedy mouths, sucking, biting, pulling moans like they’re hers to own. Sweat beads between their tits, dripping down bellies. No breaks. No mercy. Just two girls fucking the daylight out of each other—sharp gasps, slick knuckles, legs shaking harder with every thrust. One climax ends, another claws its way forward. Harder. Messier. Deeper. The room smells like salt and sex and something about to break wide open.