200 Proof - Part 2

The stage lights find every curve of them. Two women with heavy tits and knowing eyes face one another like they’ve rehearsed this a hundred times. The first drops down onto the velvet throw, legs falling wide, and her partner settles between without hesitation. The tease lasts less than a breath. A hot tongue drags across wet lips, tasting. Fingers follow—two, then three—pressing deep. Muscles strain against the stretch. The woman on her back arches, heels digging in, and her nipples tighten under the heat of the lights. The second woman adds a twist of her wrist, thrusting harder, mouth never leaving that swollen clit. Wet sounds catch in the air between quick gasps and longer moans. The tempo climbs. Every stroke now turns slicker, deeper. Nipples graze thighs. Sweat beads on ribs. When she finally curls those fingers, the climax hits sharp and sudden, leaving nothing hidden for the crowd to imagine.