Lick

Emberly and Lucy are sipping lemonade under the sun. Sweet. Cold. Then Lucy sets her glass down. She shoves Emberly onto the couch, peels her panties aside, and sinks her mouth between those thick thighs. Tongue wet, insistent, tasting salt and heat instead of citrus. Emberly gasps, hips lifting, tits spilling from her top. Lucy’s fingers slide in next, knuckles slick, curling just right while her lips stay locked on that swollen clit. Sunlight warms their bare skin. They fuck like it’s inevitable. Emberly pulls Lucy up, trades places, spreading her open on the cushions. Tongues, fingers, soft curses. Sweat glistens. The air smells like lemons and cunt. Two gorgeous women, hips grinding, coming hard under the sky.