MDEC Compilation

She steps in first, fair hair brushing bare shoulders, skin smooth where she shaved. Their mouths meet slow, almost sweet, then harder. The smaller woman presses closer, small breasts meeting fuller ones. Fingers slip between thighs, find heat and wetness, move with purpose. A low moan slips out when lips part. Hands travel over skin. One pulls the other down, hips rising to meet tongue. They take their time, trading places, each taste driving the next. Blonde head between darker thighs. Then the reverse. Wet sounds fill the quiet, bodies shifting, breath catching, every movement sure and wanting.