So Good

Anna and Cherry fall on each other the second the door clicks shut. Kissing hard, tongues sliding, they shove clothes off and leave them where they drop. Cherry pushes Anna onto the bed, spreads her thighs, and buries her face between them. She licks in long, slow strokes, then sucks Anna's swollen clit like she's starving for it. Juice coats Cherry's chin; every wet sound makes Anna arch and moan louder. Anna's hips roll against that greedy mouth, legs trembling. They could stay like this for hours. When Cherry finally flips onto her back, Anna climbs over her and returns the favor, sucking Cherry's slick folds, teasing her entrance with the flat of her tongue until Cherry's hands fist the sheets and her thighs clamp around Anna's head. Nothing is rushed. Every lick is deliberate, filthy, and exactly what both of them have been craving.