Love Glove

Antonia has Nikki laid open on the bed. She hooks her thumbs into the sides of those panties and drags them down in one slow motion. Nikki’s pussy is already glistening. Antonia lowers her mouth, tongue flat, and laps at every wet fold until Nikki is dripping onto the sheet. When she can feel the slick heat waiting, she folds her fingers and presses the tips inside. The lips part around her knuckles, and her whole hand disappears, wrist buried. Nikki grabs her own thighs and moans louder the deeper Antonia pushes. Every tiny movement makes her shudder. She breathes through parted lips, eyes squeezed shut, rocking her hips to swallow more. The room smells thick with sex and sweat.