Cancelled Appointment

Tina Kay told Kiera to get it together, appointment in thirty. "Cancel it," Kiera snapped, voice thick. Tina's mouth tightened, but she nodded and set the phone aside. "Anything else I can do?" "Fuck me," Kiera said. "I want that hot MILF pussy." Tina stepped closer, skirt rising above her thighs. Their mouths met hard. Clothes hit the floor in urgent handfuls. Kiera sank to her knees first, tongue dragging through Tina's slick folds, tasting the sharp sweetness that coated her lips. Tina's hips rolled, grinding against the eager mouth until her thighs shook. Then she pulled Kiera up, spread her open on the couch, and buried her face between smooth legs. They traded places fast—tongues working deep, fingers pushing in, sucking on swollen clits until the room filled with wet sounds and sharp cries. Each woman came hard, bodies jerking, yet they kept licking through the tremors, chasing the next peak. Sweat slicked skin pressed together, older and younger cunts sliding against each other until both of them shattered again, louder, longer, hips bucking in frantic rhythm.