Well If It's Free

Bailey rubbed oil across Jana's back and felt the blonde quiver under her palms. Every stroke down those pale thighs made heat crawl between her legs. She couldn't hold off. Her tongue slid straight to Jana's glistening cunt, tasting sweet and clean, and Jana simply moaned yes. Bailey licked deeper, savoring the slippery flesh, until Jana opened her legs wider and gave her everything. They switched places without words. Jana smeared the slick across Bailey's skin, then settled between her legs to return the favor. Tongues flicked and curled, chasing every new swell and pulse until both blondes came hard, hips jerking, cries spilling into the sunlit room.