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I Am Riley, Scene #03
Riley Reid, Katrina Jade and Angela White share the screen. Riley’s small frame and easy smile sit beside Angela’s full curves and Katrina’s inked skin. They start in lace that matches but soon ends up on the floor. Angela stays bright, almost polite, even when her tongue slides over another woman’s breast. Katrina keeps her voice low and filthy. Riley laughs softly, then moans when fingers find her open. Lube glistens on skin. Hands move fast, mouths follow. Angela’s breasts press heavy against Riley’s back while Katrina works two slick fingers into her ass. Riley gasps, pushes back, takes more. They trade places without hurry. Angela lies back, thighs wide; Katrina eats her with slow, greedy strokes of tongue. Riley straddles Angela’s face, rocking until her clit throbs against Angela’s mouth. Every inch of them shines. No one holds back. Katrina is first to come, cursing loud, hips jerking against Riley’s busy hand. Angela follows, breath catching, fingers tangled in Riley’s hair. Riley finishes last, shaking between the two of them, eyes half-lidded, a lazy grin on her lips. Afterward they stay close, skin flushed, breathing hard. For once the chemistry feels easy, like they all wanted this long before the cameras rolled.
Riley Reid, Katrina Jade and Angela White share the screen. Riley’s small frame and easy smile sit beside Angela’s full curves and Katrina’s inked skin. They start in lace that matches but soon ends up on the floor. Angela stays bright, almost polite, even when her tongue slides over another woman’s breast. Katrina keeps her voice low and filthy. Riley laughs softly, then moans when fingers find her open. Lube glistens on skin. Hands move fast, mouths follow. Angela’s breasts press heavy against Riley’s back while Katrina works two slick fingers into her ass. Riley gasps, pushes back, takes more. They trade places without hurry. Angela lies back, thighs wide; Katrina eats her with slow, greedy strokes of tongue. Riley straddles Angela’s face, rocking until her clit throbs against Angela’s mouth. Every inch of them shines. No one holds back. Katrina is first to come, cursing loud, hips jerking against Riley’s busy hand. Angela follows, breath catching, fingers tangled in Riley’s hair. Riley finishes last, shaking between the two of them, eyes half-lidded, a lazy grin on her lips. Afterward they stay close, skin flushed, breathing hard. For once the chemistry feels easy, like they all wanted this long before the cameras rolled.