Sheets In The Wind
2013·21 min·94% liked·18.0K Views
Alexis and Whitney had laundry left. They saved it for last so they could laugh outside, pinning clothes to the lines. Panties everywhere. They picked favorites and started playing with the fabric, teasing each other until the game shifted. Their mouths found one another, soft and quick. Wind tangled their dark blonde hair. Sun heated their skin.
Alexis peeled Whitney’s shirt off. Whitney tugged Alexis’ over her head. Kisses turned greedy. Whitney cupped Alexis’ small breasts and sucked a nipple between her lips. Alexis knelt and kissed the curve of Whitney’s ass like she meant to leave a mark, then swapped, taking Whitney’s nipple into her mouth while hands roamed lower.
Alexis had Whitney drop to her knees on the grass, tugged her own shorts down and licked a wet stripe between Whitney’s shaved lips. Fingers followed tongue, rubbing the wetness over slick folds. The taste was clean and young. Whitney gasped and rocked back, pushing herself onto every stroke. Alexis kept her face buried until Whitney’s breathing turned ragged, then turned Whitney around onto a low wicker stool.
Hair tossed across both faces again as they kissed. Whitney suddenly pressed Alexis flat, sliding a palm down her stomach, fingers parting her smooth pussy. She stripped Alexis of the last scrap of lace and replaced it with her mouth—long licks, soft sucks, then two fingers easing inside. Alexis moaned into the open air.
Now both girls worked each other in turn: Whitney riding Alexis’ fingers from above while licking her in between thrusts. The rhythm caught, built, spilled over. Alexis hit the spot that made Whitney lose her voice and Whitney answered with harder, deeper strokes, biting her own lip when Alexis clenched. Alexis held Whitney’s wrist tight and came hard, a sharp scream fading into shaky laughter.
When she opened her eyes she was still smiling. Clothes fluttered on the line above them. Whitney picked up two clothespins, clipped them gently to Alexis’ nipples, then leaned in to kiss the sting away. The afternoon felt light again, the chores forgotten for now.
Directors:Dave Lee













