Road Queen #19

Two women lie naked on white sheets, mouths locked in a slow, hungry kiss. Their lips part, tongues brush, and hands wander without hurry. The brunette slides lower, tongue tracing a wet line between her lover’s breasts, then lower still. She finds her cunt, parts her folds with two fingers and presses her tongue flat against the clit. Every lick draws a soft, helpless sound. When the first tremors start she reaches for the strap-on waiting beside the bed, buckles it on with quick, sure movements, and guides the thick silicone head between slick lips. She pushes in deep, hips rolling in a steady rhythm that makes her partner’s back arch. The thrusting grows harder, faster. Wetness floods around the toy. The woman beneath her cries out, body jerking as a sudden rush of clear liquid spurts from her cunt, soaking the sheets. She comes again when the brunette leans down to kiss her through the aftershocks, strap-on still buried to the hilt.