A Wish Come True

Brandi sat in the therapist’s office, legs crossed, describing how she imagines Abella down by the pool. The young brunette wearing nothing but a wicked smile arches her ass high, shaking it slowly, tempting her. Brandi follows her inside. Once the door closes, Abella spins around, grabs Brandi’s hips, and drops to her knees. Her tongue parts Brandi’s slick folds, tasting her deeply. Brandi gasps, thighs trembling. She pulls Abella up, peels off the teen’s bikini bottom, and buries her face between the plush cheeks to lick her tight little hole. Soon they are stretched out on the bed, taking turns. Abella’s mouth works Brandi’s clit in relentless circles while two eager fingers slide inside, stroking. Brandi moans and sucks Abella’s plump cunt lips between hers, tongue flicking. They switch again—Brandi eats faster, harder, juices glistening on her chin. Fingers replace tongues. Abella’s cunt clenches around Brandi’s hand. Their lips meet, tongues tangling, tasting each other while slick fingers keep working deep inside.