Netskirts #24 - Scene 4

Her mouth finds Lena first—hot, open, pulling her down. Their legs tangle. Breasts press. Lena moans into her, hips rolling slow against her thigh. Hands slide over flushed skin. One grips the other’s ass, fingertips digging in. Their mouths meet again. This time it lasts longer. Tongues stroke. Fingers trace wet heat. Someone gasps. Then two. The camera lingers. Hips tilt. Thighs part. One slips two fingers inside the other and curls them just right. She fucks her slow, steady, wrist flexing. Her mouth follows down, lips dragging over nipple, then lower. She spreads her open, tongue working soft circles, then harder. Lena grabs her hair. Her thighs shake. The pace builds. One comes first—sharp, sudden, spine arching. The other doesn’t stop. She keeps licking until Lena pulls her up, kisses her, tastes herself. They trade places. Now it’s her turn. Same rhythm, same hunger. Same slow, filthy grind.