Savanna's Secret - Part 4

Nicki eyed Flower's ass like it owned the room, then told her to turn it toward the lens. Flower bent and dragged that thin string between her folds, slow, teasing, the fabric catching wet every time. Her cheeks shook with the motion—thick, soft, hypnotic. They slid the long, rainbow-glass cock into each other in turns, pulled glistening, drove it back home. Heat built fast. Soon they had the toy buried at both ends and rocked toward the middle, hips meeting hard, slick sounds ringing out with every slap of skin.