Skinny Girls Need Some Meat

Mia and Ellis fuck like they’ve been starved. Their limbs wind tight, slick skin against slick skin, until one girl pins the other flat on the bed and presses her open cunt straight to the waiting tongue beneath her. Hips roll, heads tilt, the wet sound of greedy mouths fills the quiet room. They are nothing but legs, spines, and single-minded hunger, each of them drinking what the other gives, throats working, shoulders flexing under their own weight. Strength shows itself in the way muscles bunch across slim backs, the sudden squeeze of thighs around heads, the sheer force that pins wrists above shoulders while another pair of hips grind, slip, claim. Not delicate, not polite—two narrow bodies shaking the mattress with their need.