Joanna Angel And Scarlett Pain Lez Out

Scarlett Pain walks in and I'm already hard. That body of hers deserves worship, every last inch of it, and tonight I'm giving it exactly what it needs. She stretches out on my bed like she knows the effect she's having. My hands travel slowly over her curves, mapping the territory I want to devour. Her tits fit perfectly in my palms, her nipples tighten under my thumbs. I take one into my mouth, suck harder than she expects, and she gasps. My teeth graze the sensitive peak before I move lower, kissing down her stomach, then between her legs. Her cunt tastes exactly as good as I imagined. Hot and slick and wanting. I spread her thighs wider and drag my tongue through her folds, tasting every bit of her, listening to the sounds she makes when I focus on her clit. Her hands grip my hair as I push two fingers inside her, fucking her at the same rhythm my mouth works over her. She's shaking now, thighs quivering around my head, and I don't stop until she comes hard against my face. Then I flip her over, slide my cock into that soaked pussy in one smooth stroke, and fuck her like I've been wanting to since the first time I laid eyes on her.