Cheer Squad Slumber Parties #16

She remembered the exact moment their mouths met. Slow kisses turning wet, tongues sliding, hands hungry. He tipped her chin higher. She opened her mouth wider. Saliva glistened on her lips. Their breaths mixed in hot, unsteady pulls. Then his palm found her breast and she arched into it, offering everything. He squeezed until she moaned. Lower down, his fingers slipped under silk and found her soaked. He stroked once, twice, teasing before sinking two fingers deep. She clenched around him, greedy for more. Her own hand found his cock, wrapped firm, and stroked slow. A bead of precum gathered at the tip. She smeared it across her thumb while he groaned into her neck. She licked up his throat and bit where it pulsed. Heat pooled between her thighs. He curled his fingers inside her and she came with a broken gasp. The sheets twisted beneath them.