My Wife's Best Friend - Part 4

She’s pinned to the sheets, legs spread, that brunette looking like trouble and promise. A tongue slides through her folds first, slow enough to make her moan. Then two fingers slide in, thick and deliberate, pressing right where she needs it. Her hips jerk. She rides them, takes what’s given, until her back bows and she comes with a raw, pretty sound. She flips the script. Strap-on in place, the slick length gleaming. The blonde’s already on her back, cunt flushed and open. The brunette licks her first—long, flat strokes—until the blonde’s dripping down her own crack. Two fingers go in easy. A twist of the wrist. The blonde pants, tries to close her legs, can’t. Then the cock pushes inside her. One slow thrust, deep to the hilt. She claws at the sheets. Another thrust—harder. The blonde’s tits bounce, her breath breaks, her thighs shake. The brunette fucks her steady and mean, fucking the orgasm right out of her until she’s loud and ruined.