Goddesses Jezabel & Gia

Two goddesses. No waiting. Jezabel drops between Gia’s thighs and buries her face there, tongue sliding hot over slick skin. Each stroke is precise. Slow circles. Quick flicks. It shines on her lips. Gia answers in low, broken sounds, her hips rolling up to meet every lick. The wet clack of Jezabel’s mouth echoes between them. She sucks. Holds the throbbing bud between soft lips. Gia gasps, spine arching, breath catching. Then Jezabel grins against her, saliva and slick glistening as she pushes deeper.