Heavy Breathing - Part 7

Two women devour each other on the piano lid. One stays sprawled across the keys while the other drags a hungry mouth down her belly and seals her lips around a swollen clit. Juice drips onto ivory. Hungry tongues trace every fold, fingers slip inside, then pull out slick and glistening. They trade places, backs arching, hips working against skilled mouths. Soon they slide to the floor, legs tangled, tasting themselves on each other’s tongues. Breath roughens. They crawl toward the staircase, ass-up and dripping, and there fingers sink deep again. One tongue rims the tight ring between spread cheeks while fingers pump in steady rhythm. The other reaches back, sliding a glass toy past slick muscle, twisting it deeper, both women trembling with every thrust until the polished wood beneath them grows warm and slick.