Our Pussies Are Soaking Wet

Steam fills the shower. Iris and Cherry stand close, water sliding over their skin. Their mouths meet, wet and hungry. Fingers slide lower. Iris finds Cherry's pussy first, fingers gliding through the slick heat. Cherry answers with her own hand, pressing deep, curling, working Iris open. Both of them moan, hips rocking, chasing the feeling. Every stroke grows faster, needier. Their bodies press tighter under the spray. They come hard, shaking, breath breaking against each other's lips.