Luna Stern Enjoys With Her Friend

Luna Stern reclines against the pillows, thighs parted, watching her friend’s mouth trail down her belly. Fingers skim ribs, clutch at breasts. Heat builds fast. When lips finally meet skin again, the first lick sends a tremor up her spine. They switch, one straddling the other, each tongue buried between slick folds. The rhythm grows brutal, hungry. Bodies lock. Pleasure snaps—sharp, wild—leaving them breathless and shaking in each other’s arms.