Hypnotic Curves

She moved, and the world narrowed to the swing of heavy breasts. Two brunettes on silk sheets, bodies glistening, tits leading every shift of weight. One leaned in, tongue tracing the swell, mouth opening wide around the nipple until the other woman moaned and arched. Fingers slid between parted thighs. They knew exactly where to press. The room filled with wet sounds and the slap of skin as hips rocked together. Breasts pressed close, nipples grazing, the weight of them rubbing until both trembled. They came hard, shaking through it, hands locked at the small of each other’s backs, mouths open and gasping into the hollow of a throat. Sweat beaded along their spines and between their tits. Neither of them stopped until the sheets were soaked.