Femme - Part 3

The girls pushed past caution. Elena had Mara bent backward across the padded ottoman, knees pressed to shoulders. She drilled the double-ended strap-on deep with short, deliberate strokes while Mara clawed at the fabric for purchase. Sweat coated their thighs. When Elena pulled out, she shoved the thicker toy straight into Mara's ass without pause and kept working it until Mara shook through another orgasm, mouth open but wordless. They switched fast. Mara flipped Elena onto all fours, jammed the suction-cup dildo against the parquet floor, and lowered Elena onto it. With one palm between her shoulder blades, she forced Elena deeper while sliding a vibrating plug into her ass. Every thrust made Elena gasp; every twist of the plug drew a curse. Mara reached under and rubbed her clit in tight circles, pace brutal, until Elena came again, face pressed to the floor. Then they folded together on the rug, hips angled skyward. Face-to-face, legs scissored high, each girl rode a glass wand. They rocked harder, toys disappearing knuckle-deep, juices glistening on their skin. Cries spilled freely. Neither girl slowed until the last tremor rolled through them both.