Women Seeking Women #132

Two women meet in a sunlit room. The blonde takes the brunette by the wrist and pulls her close. Their mouths meet, slow at first, then hungry. Blonde hair brushes bare shoulders. The brunette’s hands slide up the blonde’s back, tracing faint lines of ink that mark her ribs. Fingers find buttons, tug them loose. Natural breasts spill free, warm against the brunette’s palms. They kiss deeper, tongues meeting, the blonde’s thighs parting as they sink onto the couch. A tattooed forearm rests on the blonde’s hip, fingers pressing between her legs, slick and ready. The blonde arches, breath catching, hips rolling against the touch. They stay like this—kissing, stroking—until the room fills with the wet sounds of pleasure.