Briana Extreme - Part 2

Two women sprawl across the couch, clothes already stripped away. One sits with her thighs spread wide while the other kneels between them. Large breasts sway with each slow movement of her head as her tongue laps over and around the other woman’s clit. Fingers slick with spit work inside at a steady, merciless pace, two sinking deep, curling against the spot that makes the seated woman’s hips twitch. Wet sounds fill the space between them. The kneeling woman presses harder with her tongue, lips sucking gently, then firmly, coaxing another sharp pull of pleasure. Breath catching, the woman on the couch gasps, her voice breaking on a moan. Her pussy tightens around those thrusting fingers, each stroke coming faster now, relentless. She grips the couch cushion, heels digging into the seat, belly trembling. The kneeling woman keeps her mouth locked on her, tongue flicking over her swollen clit in a rhythm that leaves no space to think. Climax crashes into her suddenly, thighs quaking as her walls pulse around the fingers that never slow. The woman moans again, lower, drawn out, body jolting under the wet mouth and steady hand until the last wave fades and leaves her limp and glistening on the cushions.