Behind Closed Doors - Part 4

Silky and her friend started hiking the dirt trail away from everything. Her black patent boots kicked up dust along the way. Trees pressed in tight on both sides. Silky felt the heat between her legs already. She stopped. Turned around. Pushed her friend against a thick trunk and kissed her hard. Their tongues slid together in quick, filthy strokes. Spit slicked their chins. Silky shoved a hand under the thin top and palmed her friend's tit, pinching the hard nipple until she gasped against Silky's mouth. They dropped onto the soft pine needles, lips still locked. Silky spread her legs and yanked her skirt up, exposing her bare cunt. The other girl did the same. They scooted forward until their open pussies met. Skin against skin, wet lips rubbing. The first slick thrust sent a jolt up Silky's spine. They found the rhythm fast, scissoring in slow, grinding circles. Boot heels dug into the dirt for leverage. Every slide made a soft wet sound that echoed between the trees. Clits kept catching each other, swollen and needy. They moved faster, hips jerking, thighs shaking. A low moan left Silky's throat as pleasure built quick and sharp. The wilderness stayed quiet around them. Only the sounds of two women fucking broke the stillness.