Lesbian Triangles #03 - Remastered

Isabella Soprano led Tara Wild into the hotel room, door clicking shut behind them. Both had girlfriends. Both made the same promise to keep quiet. Yet here they were anyway, pressing into each other with need they refused to discuss later. Clothes came off fast. Tara dropped to her knees first, spreading Isabella's legs wide across the chair. She licked her in long, deliberate strokes, tongue flicking fast over the swollen clit while fingers worked in two at a time. Isabella gasped, then pulled Tara up for a rough kiss, sucking her own wetness from Tara's mouth. Tara turned next. She bent over the edge of the bed, and Isabella slid behind her. The strap-on pressed in deep, slow, hips rolling in steady rhythm. Each thrust hit the perfect angle until Tara's fingers clutched the sheets and her voice broke into loud moans. Sweat glistened across her back. Isabella slapped one ass cheek hard, then harder. The sound mixed with Tara's sharp intake of breath. Tara came once, then twice, her body jerking forward on every thrust. When Isabella finally pulled out, Tara flipped her onto her back, crawled between her thighs, and fucked her with three fingers while sucking her clit in tight, steady pulls. Isabella's legs shook. She came loud, back arched off the mattress, thighs trembling around Tara's head. They stayed there, tangled and sticky, breathing hard in the dim hotel light. No one spoke. The promise already settled between them like an unspoken rule.