Top Wet Girls #09, Scene #04

Roxy Taggart, dark hair falling loose, works her body in the mirror like she knows exactly what she’s selling. Miniskirt riding high, garters clipping stockings taut, she moves slow, deliberate, hips rolling, tits shifting under silk. Morgan Moon watches from the bed—pigtails swinging, tiny frame tense with need. Roxy doesn’t make her wait. She crosses the room, steps between those skinny thighs, and Morgan’s mouth finds her first: full lips latching onto a heavy breast, tongue swirling the nipple till it tightens, teeth grazing just enough to make Roxy hiss. Fingers already slick, Morgan slips two inside Roxy’s cunt, curls, pulls out glistening, then presses lower. A slim glass toy follows—cool at first, then warm, sliding into her pussy, withdrawn, replaced by something thicker in her ass. Roxy braces on the headboard, rides it, breath catching. Payback comes quick. She flips Morgan onto her belly, spreads her open, works a purple cock past the blonde’s rim, pumps until Morgan’s hole clutches and releases with wet sounds. Roxy pulls the toy free, watches the gape pulse, then leans in, tongue lapping at the flinching pucker, saliva running. Morgan twists onto her back, knees up. Roxy lies beneath, mouth open, and Morgan sinks down, grinding against that waiting tongue until her thighs shake and she comes hard, breath breaking into moans.