Teal's Naughty Lesbian Fetish

Teal Conrad ached for a touch nothing plastic could fake. Some girl shows up loaded with fresh silicone and a body built for sin. One look at her and Teal’s done playing hard to get, already wet from wanting. The stranger laughs once, low, then strips, sets the new toys aside, sinks to the sheet, and opens herself up. Teal crawls between spread thighs, buries her tongue in slick folds, laps up every sticky drop. The girl moans, fists Teal’s hair, drags that mouth higher, then flips her onto her back and returns the favor, sucking Teal’s swollen clit until her legs shake. Two wet, greedy cunts grind, tongues flick, fingers slide in and out, latex toys forgotten. Juices smear across lips, chins, sheets. Nothing left but heavy breathing and the smell of sex in the dark.