Kelly Skyline Gets Fingers Deep In Nikki Rhodes

Kelly is eighteen and soaking wet. She has the kind of hunger that makes her forget how to breathe steady. Luckily Nikki shares the apartment and the same appetite. Nikki has always liked girls, always liked them soft and trembling under her mouth. The two of them lie bare on wrinkled sheets, legs open, heads between thighs. Smooth, flushed lips meet eager tongues. Kelly’s hips roll slow, trying to grind against Nikki’s face without seeming too desperate. Nikki doesn’t mind the desperation. She likes the taste of another girl on her tongue, likes the soft sounds when she laps at that pink slit. Time drifts. They trade places, switch rhythms, never quite finishing until the next wave pulls them under again. Their bodies shine with sweat and spit, thighs quivering. Two girls who can’t get enough of the same warm, wet thing.