The 75 Nurse Orgy - Part 14

They moved like they knew exactly what the other needed. One knelt behind, parting soft cheeks with both hands, while the other stayed on her back, knees pulled wide. The first pressed two slick fingers in without hesitation. A slow curl. A steady pump. The woman receiving answered with her hips, pushing down to take them deeper. Her breasts spilled sideways with every thrust, heavy and pale. A blunt glass dildo followed—warmed already, thick at the base—and she worked it in inch by inch, twisting until the rim caught and held. Wet sound filled the quiet room. Fingers circled above, flicking lightly over a swollen clit each time the toy drew back. No teasing left. Only pressure, rhythm, and the wet slide of skin on skin. The one taking it gripped her own thigh, breath catching every time the toy bottomed out and the fingers followed through, rubbing circles that grew tighter and faster until her toes curled against the sheets and her moans cracked into something lower, needier.