Freya Frisky For Katrina

Freya Parker and Katrina Colt face each other on the bed, both brunettes with natural tits on full display. Freya lies back first. Katrina slides between her open thighs, spreads her slick lips, and sinks two fingers deep inside. The sound is wet. Freya’s hips lift to meet every stroke. Katrina leans in, tongue flicking over her swollen clit while she keeps pumping her fingers hard and steady. Freya’s breath turns ragged. Her thighs start to shake. She wants her turn. She rolls Katrina onto her back, pushes her knees apart, and buries her mouth on her. Katrina’s hands fist the sheets as Freya licks broad and slow, then sucks her clit with quick, firm pulls. Two of Freya’s fingers slide in next, twisting, stretching, fucking her open. Katrina’s moans climb. Her stomach tightens. She comes first, hips jerking against Freya’s mouth. Freya doesn’t stop. She keeps licking through the pulses until Katrina drags her up by the hair and flips their positions again. Now it’s Freya’s turn to shake. Katrina’s tongue works tight circles, her fingers driving hard, and Freya breaks with a sharp cry, coming wet around Katrina’s hand. They stay close, breathing each other in, fingers still moving slow and lazy while the last tremors fade.