Lesbian Teens Are Always Horny! Scene 4

Oxana slid to her knees without a sound. Water lapped against the tub's edge as Ruth grabbed the rim, thighs spreading wider, steam clinging to her skin. Oxana's tongue traced a slow, deliberate line up Ruth's cunt, parting her folds like she had all night. Ruth's breath hitched, fingers threading into dark curls. Neither of them spoke. They didn't need to. Years of shared secrets had already taught them the language of this moment. Oxana worked deeper, pressing the flat of her tongue against Ruth's clit, circling until Ruth's hips rocked toward her mouth. Ruth bit down on her own wrist to stay quiet, but soft, wet sounds filled the room anyway. The tiles felt cold under her bare back. She arched into it, losing herself to the steady pull of Oxana's lips and tongue, until pleasure built so tight she could barely breathe.