Kenzie Loves Girls 2

Kenize Taylor swings open her skates and steps off the cement with purpose. Blonde, brown-eyed, openly into women. On the sidewalk she catches sight of Anna Marie Clouds and Vic Marie—the three of them trade glances, words, then laughter. Inside the backyard gate, clothes drop to warm grass. Kenize tastes Anna first: soft lips parting, tongues meeting. Vic’s fingers trace a thigh and slip in; every stroke comes with a sigh. Tongues circle clits until hips twitch. Scissors next. Kenize and Anna press wet folds together, grinding hard, Vic’s tongue keeps time, flicking whichever bud it finds. Moans spike. Bodies rock. When they finish they’re trembling, skin hot, mouths open, breath still catching.