Steamy lesbian orgy

She’s on her back with her knees spread wide. Another woman’s face is buried between her thighs, tongue working slow, deliberate circles against her clit. The room fills with the wet, rhythmic sound of it—lapping, sucking, skin against skin. Their breath comes hard and shallow. Every few seconds, the bottom one makes a sharp, involuntary sound when that tongue flicks just right, thighs twitching around the other woman’s shoulders.