Flawless - Part 2

On the soft rug by the fire, two women move with no hurry. The brunette straddles the blonde and lowers her bare chest onto waiting lips. Heavy breasts sway above, warm and full, nipples brushed lightly until the blonde parts them and sucks one deep. The brunette’s hips rock forward, cunt already wet against skin. A sudden lick from below makes her breath catch. Fingers slide in next. The blonde presses two knuckles deep, twists, curls. She works slow then fast, listening to the sounds she pulls from the brunette above her. The blonde’s free hand grips a rounded ass and drags the slick cunt down harder onto her mouth, tongue spreading, lapping, the heat from the fireplace throwing light across both bodies. Sweat beads at the small of the brunette’s back. Her thighs tremble. She drops forward, elbows planted, face buried between slender legs. The blonde’s short blonde curls are matted and fragrant. The brunette parts the soft lips with her tongue, finds the firm clit, sucks it until the blonde moans up into her own cunt. Now both of them move their mouths and fingers in time, breathing against wet skin, the crackle of logs broken only by muffled groans and the wet sounds of tongues and fingers and hips grinding. They stay locked like that until the one reaches up, threads her fingers through the brunette’s dark hair, holds her down, and comes shaking against her mouth.