Erotika

Her open legs framed her. Two women slipped between them, lithe, pretty in a way that made my chest tighten. Fingers moved with clean confidence, spreading her cunt wider for inspection, pulling the inner lips apart until everything glistened. She gave a soft sound, almost laughter. One of them leaned in close, breath warm, and licked a slow stripe along the seam of her. The tongue dragged lazily, then darted sharp. The second woman slid two fingers into her entrance without hesitation, working them deep, twisting, knuckles brushing tender skin. Wet sounds came fast—slick, intimate, the suction of a cunt gripping what it was given. They traded rhythm, one licking with deliberate flicks, the other thrusting and circling until her hips jerked hard against their faces.