Beautiful Stranger - Part 5

They came together like a secret kept too long. Her thighs slid over her girlfriend's face, knees sinking deep into the mattress. The room smelled of sweat and arousal. Tongues worked in slow circles first, then faster, hungry and direct. Every lick drew a sound from the other—soft gasps, then full-bodied moans that rose and broke. Wet lips parted slick folds, explored them, claimed them. Fingers gripped ass cheeks, pulling closer, holding tighter. They rocked into each other's mouths, chasing pleasure, bodies trembling with it. One arched her back hard, shaking, but never stopped licking. The other answered with deeper strokes of her tongue, frantic and certain. They kept going, shameless, greedy for every reaction they pulled from each other.