Dripping Babysitters

Kayla Paige and Kylie Rocket know the kids are asleep. They lock eyes across the room and the spark jumps. Kayla shoves Kylie against the wall first, her hand sliding straight down the front of Kylie’s shorts and finding her already slick. Kylie moans into Kayla’s mouth, hips rolling against those fingers. Kayla works two inside her at once, hard and fast, thumb grinding over her clit while Kylie bites down on her bottom lip to keep quiet. Kayla’s other hand yanks Kylie’s shirt open, bites the soft curve under her breast, sucks the nipple until it’s stiff and aching. Kylie’s legs start to shake. She drops to her knees without asking, pulls Kayla’s jeans open, buries her tongue between her folds like she can’t get enough. Kayla’s hand fists in Kylie’s hair, holds her there, rocking against her mouth while she soaks her chin. They don’t stop. Kayla bends Kylie over the couch, spreads her open from behind, eats her until Kylie’s fingers claw at the cushions and her thighs quiver. Then she rolls Kylie onto her back, climbs on top, grinds her soaked pussy down onto Kylie’s face while her own fingers fuck her deep and fast. They ride each other through the mess—wet sounds, raw hunger, bodies slick and shaking until they both come hard enough to forget whose house they’re even in.