The Best For Last

Alexis saved her favorite for last. Angela. She wanted her first. And watching them, you see exactly why. The two women know each other’s bodies like their own. Red and blue neon spills across their skin as they move together, slow and hungry. Alexis worships every curve, her mouth open on Angela’s heavy breasts, her tongue tracing the weight of them. Angela returns every touch with equal hunger. She takes her time with Alexis’s feet, kissing the arches, sucking each toe until Alexis moans low in her throat. Their rhythm builds. Fingers slide inside. Tongues press deep. They trade orgasms like secrets, coming again and again, neither willing to stop. When Angela’s mouth finds Alexis’s cunt for the final time, Alexis holds her there, thighs trembling. She wanted this woman more than any of the others. She got her.