Caught Masturbating In The Woods

Emma Hix walks the woods and stops at a soft, rhythmic sound. She pushes through pine needles until she sees Abella Danger sprawled on a sunlit patch of moss, legs open, two fingers working fast between her folds. Abella’s head is thrown back, lips parted, completely lost in the slick heat she’s making. Emma’s cunt clenches at the sight; Abella is all curves and shine, nipples tight, hips lifting to meet her own hand. Emma slides two fingers beneath her waistband and circles her clit in time. Wet fabric sticks to her knuckles. Abella’s rhythm falters; she freezes, then twists around. “Who’s there?” Emma freezes, hand still stuffed down her shorts. Abella stands, wet fingers glistening, and yanks Emma out of cover. “You were watching me,” she says, voice low, and pulls the hiker down beside her. Emma starts an apology about a lost trail, but Abella’s mouth covers hers before the lie finishes. One quick tug and Emma’s tank top is gone. Abella sucks hard at a nipple, teeth grazing, while her hand dives past elastic to find slick heat. Two strangers, knees in dirt, shorts peeled down to ankles, tongues tasting cunt under open sky. Fingers slide in deep, hips buck, and the only sound left is wet sucking and the broken moans each girl drags out of the other. They come shaking, pressed thigh to thigh, already thinking about the next trail they’ll ruin together.