Girls In White #012 002

Cindy kicked the door shut behind them. The lock clicked. They didn't bother turning on the lights. Raylene had her up against the wall before either could speak, mouth finding hers, hot and hungry. Hands worked fast—Cindy's dress already unzipped, the straps sliding down her shoulders. Raylene's palms slid over bare skin, cupping her tits, thumbs dragging across tight nipples. Cindy gasped into her mouth. Raylene dropped to her knees, shoved the dress up around Cindy's waist, yanked her panties down. The lace caught around one ankle. Raylene didn't wait. Her tongue dragged up Cindy's slit, slow at first, then deeper, circling her clit until Cindy's knees shook. She grabbed a fistful of Raylene's hair, pulled her closer, hips rolling against that mouth. Raylene's fingers pushed inside her, two at once, working in rhythm with her tongue. Cindy's head hit the wall. Her breath came hard, sharp little sounds breaking out of her. Raylene's free hand gripped her thigh, holding her open, licking harder. Cindy clenched around those fingers, thighs trembling, coming fast and loud in the dark. Raylene didn't stop until her legs gave out.