Sounds Of Obsession - Part 4

Two women lay tangled on silk sheets, mouths wet and working. One presses her tongue flat against the other’s clit, slow circles, then sucks hard enough to make her hips jerk. Hands grip thighs. Fingers slide in and out, knuckles slick. A gasp. A low moan. The first woman rocks against her lover’s face now, grinding, breath short. She leans down, spreads her wider, tongue darting in deep while she fucks her with two fingers, slow and steady. Juice coats her chin. She moans into her cunt, feels the other woman’s thighs tighten around her ears. They keep going, mouths greedy, fingers buried, each of them lost in the slick heat between them.