Lesbian Analingus #11

Casey Calvert is the sweet little pervert you meet at dinner parties and can't stop thinking about for days after. Sharp mind. Infectious laugh. The kind of mouth that says the right thing then ruins you later. Giselle Palmer knows exactly what she wants tonight, and it has nothing to do with Casey’s brain. Giselle is soaked and impatient, already tugging at her skirt before she even gets the girl through the door. She means to sit on that pretty face and grind until the hunger backs off. Casey, half-drunk on the smell of her, is more than willing to be used. They strip fast. No romance, just heat. Giselle spreads wide on the bed and Casey dives straight in, tongue flat, lips sealed, breathing through her nose like she plans to stay there all night. Juice coats Casey’s chin. Every time she swallows, Giselle moans and pushes harder. The girl eats like she’s starving. Giselle doesn’t care why. She just grips the sheets, hips rolling, cunt dragging across Casey’s mouth until her thighs start to shake. When she cums, it leaks in thin strings down Casey’s tongue. They switch. Casey climbs up, knees planted on either side of Giselle’s shoulders. Giselle wastes no time. Fingers spread Casey open, mouth greedy, sucking at her clit like she needs the taste. Casey whines, low and shaky, hips rocking in short, desperate strokes. Giselle slides two fingers inside, curling them, working the spot that makes Casey gush. The sheets get soaked. Neither girl slows down. They trade places again, slower now, heavier, knees knocking, breathing each other in. Casey tongues Giselle’s ass, slow circles turning into wet, sloppy pressure that makes Giselle gasp and push back. Giselle returns the favor minutes later, tongue flicking over the tight ring while three fingers fuck Casey’s cunt in steady, merciless rhythm. Casey breaks first, a strangled cry muffled between Giselle’s thighs. Giselle follows right after, grinding hard against Casey’s mouth until her legs stop working. They stay there, tangled and sticky, chasing the next orgasm because the first two didn’t scratch deep enough.