Older/Younger Compilation

She steps into the dim room and watches the younger girl bite her lip, pretending to study. The woman kicks off her heels, lets the silk robe fall, and kneels on the mattress until her breath stirs the hair at the nape of the girl’s neck. Fingers trace inside denim waistbands, slide fabric down hips that still remember the burn of summer sun. A slow, wet kiss lands just above the waist; another slips lower. The girl’s shirt rides up, baring soft ribs and small breasts; a tongue circles one tight nipple until it glistens. Sheets rumple beneath eager knees. Knees spread, thighs tremble. A hand finds slick heat and works two knuckles deep, then three. Their mouths lock, tongues spar, moans leak out when breath fails. Hips roll in lazy circles until both crests hit hard, backs bowing, fingers clutching damp skin.