Vibrating With Kristall and Fantina

Fantina's hand works between her thighs while Kristall watches from across the room. The slip of her tongue against her bottom lip gives her away. Fantina notices and smiles without stopping. "Come here," she says, voice rough at the edges. Kristall crosses the floor on bare feet and kneels. She watches Fantina's fingers circle, watches how slick they are. Her own hands twitch against her knees. Fantina reaches up, threads fingers through Kristall's hair, pulls her closer. "Taste," she says. Kristall parts her lips. The first lick is slow, hesitant. Then her tongue grows hungry. Fantina groans, leans back on her elbows, spreads wider. Kristall presses in, shoulders between her knees now, mouth sealed to her. The sounds come wet and sharp. Fantina's hips lift to meet each stroke. "Inside," she whispers. Two fingers slide into her, steady, curling. Fantina grinds down. Kristall sucks and fucks at the same time until her thighs shake around Kristall's ears. She comes hard, head tipped back, breath caught on a broken moan. Kristall slows her hand but doesn't pull away, licking her through it. Fantina laughs once, quiet and spent, then drags Kristall up by the shoulders. Their mouths meet, Fantina tasting herself. She flips them. Kristall lands on her back with a gasp. Fantina yanks Kristall's underwear down in one motion and settles between her legs. "My turn," she says, and begins.