Ann Heather Sarah and Sunny Have Lesbian Orgy

The three of them already knew how the day would go. They kept it light at first. Reclining on the couch, feet tangled, toenails painted different shades. Ann Marie wore lace that barely covered anything. Sara’s top slipped off one shoulder each time she reached for her drink. Sunny sat with legs open, letting air touch warm skin. Jokes turned into slow looks. Sara leaned in first. Her mouth found Ann Marie’s neck, then lower. The fabric moved aside without ceremony. Ann Marie’s thighs parted for her. Sara licked and stayed there, slow, focused. Ann Marie’s hand slid over Sara’s hair and stayed. Sunny watched, touched herself. Then she crawled across the cushions, pulled Sara’s hips up, and replaced her fingers with her tongue. She licked Sara the same way, letting saliva slick both women while Sara kept working between Ann Marie’s legs. The room filled with wet sounds and small moans. No one rushed. Ann Marie came first, hips rolling, breath catching. Sara swallowed it and kept licking until her jaw ached. They traded places. Sunny straddled Ann Marie’s face while Sara stretched out beneath her, tonguing her from below. Sunny ground down, one hand gripping the back of the couch, head tipped back. Later they lay in a loose knot. Fingers lazy, legs open. The daylight through the blinds told them they still had hours.