Basking In The Afterglow

Darcie Dolce can’t stop thinking about Maddy O’Reilly. Hours after their date, she lies naked in bed, hips rolling as she strokes between her legs. Her mind replays every touch from the moment they stumbled back through the door, already tearing at zippers and buttons. Maddy tugged the dress down, exposing Darcie's full breasts. In return, Darcie hiked the fabric up, palmed Maddy's thick ass and pushed two fingers inside her. Tongues met wet heat. Maddy ground down, riding until she came hard on Darcie's open mouth. Then Maddy buried her face between Darcie's thighs, sucking at the slick folds until Darcie's legs trembled. The tongue kept circling and teasing, cleaning every drop while Maddy’s thumbs pried her cheeks apart, warm breath making her clench. When they finally locked into a perfect 69, every gasp and filthy sound merged, bodies bucking in rhythm until they crashed together, breathless and soaked. Alone now, Darcie presses two fingers deep and arches, still chasing the echo of that night.