Little Red: A Lesbian Fairy Tale: Part Five

Mrs. Riding holds Wolf down, her mouth sealed tight to that vicious cunt. She sucks hard, tongue working deep, and every pull draws another thick string of cum from inside. The social worker moves in next, licking the slick mess Mrs. Riding leaves behind, lips sliding over the swollen clit until Wolf’s hips jerk and another gush floods her tongue. I watch their mouths work. Big, bare tits sway with every thrust of their shoulders. Natural and heavy, they brush Wolf’s thighs while the two women drink her dry. Wolf’s fight lasts until her voice breaks. When it does, her body arches once, hard, and the last hot rush spills out. Mrs. Riding swallows, eyes half-closed, and the social worker licks the corner of her lip clean. In the same breath it’s over. The hold breaks. Wolf slips free. Everything we built falls apart just like that.