Sophia Scissors Dharma

Sophia Burns and Dharma Jones tangle up hard on the bed. One minute they’re kissing, the next they’ve flipped and the brunette’s thighs snap shut around Dharma’s head like a trap. Sophia grinds down, hips rolling slow then fast, smothering her face until Dharma has no choice but to breathe through her. Sophia’s small tits bounce with each movement. She looks down, watches the other girl’s tongue work, then she leans in, parts Dharma’s smooth lips, and pushes two fingers straight up inside her. Wet, tight, slick—every stroke pulls another moan that vibrates right against Sophia’s cunt. Dharma answers by sucking Sophia’s clit harder, letting the pressure build until Sophia’s legs start to shake. They keep trading the lead, mouths glued to swollen flesh, fingers buried deep, neither one letting up until the other’s thighs quake and the room fills with that messy, choking sound of girls getting off on each other’s faces.