Shyla Jennings & Scarlet Red

Scarlet Red’s hips roll slow, then harder. Her full breasts hang warm and heavy over Shyla’s waiting mouth, and Shyla opens wide, taking both nipples at once, tongue working, cheeks hollowing. She draws hard enough that Scarlet gasps once, sharp and quick, then presses closer still. Shyla’s lips slide lower. She kisses down the soft slope of belly, licks the crease where thigh meets cunt, and the moment her tongue parts Scarlet’s slick folds, Scarlet’s breath hitches. Shyla licks deep and steady, circles the swollen clit, sucks it between her lips until Scarlet’s thighs shake. One orgasm rolls into the next, wet sounds slick between them, Scarlet clutching Shyla’s hair, riding her mouth until her knees nearly give. Then Scarlet turns, settling Shyla back against the sheets. Shyla spreads her legs, brown curls already glistening. Scarlet leans in, nose brushing the small tuft, tongue dragging slow up the slit. She licks with purpose, presses in, tastes salt and heat until Shyla’s hips lift and her cunt clenches tight around the slow thrust of Scarlet’s fingers. When she comes, it’s sudden and loud, fingers twisting the sheets, legs shaking, a sharp moan tearing from her throat.