A Very Dedicated Trainer

Mia Li moves like she owns everything between Sarah’s lips. One tug and Sarah’s on her knees, mouth open, tongue already glistening for it. Mia sits on her face, hips rolling slow and deliberate, grinding against that eager mouth. She tastes herself each time she drags Sarah closer, every lick catching on the swollen bud that won’t stop throbbing. She flips her sub onto her back, straddling her neck now, thighs spread wide. Mia rides Sarah’s tongue in long, lazy circles before she snaps her hips harder. Sarah gasps for air, mouth slick, tongue still working. The taste is everywhere—wet, salty, thick—sliding down Sarah’s throat while her own cunt aches untouched. Mia doesn’t let her stay hungry. She buries two fingers deep in Sarah’s heat, pumping hard until the only sound left is Sarah’s broken moans. Then Mia’s mouth follows: lips sealing over swollen lips, tongue flicking with purpose. They trade places fast—tongue for fingers, mouth for cunt—sweat slick between them, the mattress soaked through. By the time they lose count, their thighs are shaking, their orgasms ringing out sharp and hot, back to back, until both women lie twitching against the ruined sheets, bodies still grinding at nothing.