Your Boyfriend Wont Do That - S3:E8

Lena lay back, knees spread wide, her cunt glistening under the low bedroom light. Her boyfriend had already said no. No tongue, no fingers even, just the same limp refusal she had heard for weeks. Emma watched from the doorway, tongue pressed against her teeth, then stepped in and dropped between those open thighs without a word. She dragged her mouth over the soft skin just above Lena's slit, letting her breath land hot before she licked once, slow and heavy. Lena's hips twitched. Emma did it again, firmer, and the frustration that had knotted Lena's stomach began to melt. Emma sealed her lips around the swollen clit, sucked gently, then let her tongue flick in quick, sharp strokes. Her thumbs held Lena open so nothing was hidden, every fold laid bare for her mouth. Lena grabbed a fistful of hair, pressing Emma closer. Emma answered with a low hum that vibrated straight through Lena's core. She worked her tongue lower, dipped inside, tasted the slick that kept coming, then dragged it back up to circle the bud until Lena's thighs trembled against her ears. She kept going—steady rhythm, lazy then hard, the wet sounds filling the quiet room. Lena's breath turned ragged. Emma slipped two fingers in, curled them once, and felt Lena clamp down around them. That was all it took. Lena came with a short cry, hips bucking, cunt pulsing against Emma's mouth. Emma stayed there, licking through the aftershocks, taking every last twitch until Lena's grip loosened and she sagged back into the sheets, spent and finally quiet.