Dirty Panties #02, Scene #03

Sarah Shevon likes the smell of her own panties. She sniffs the crotch while looking right at you, ass out, fingers pushing into her own puckered hole. Lace gets crammed between her pussy lips. She moans when she pulls the fabric back out and it glistens. A few feet away Lia Lor works her red thong, sliding it aside, pressing two fingers in deep, soaking every thread in her juice. When she pulls the thong up, she sucks it clean, eyes half-closed, lips wet. They meet in the middle of the bed. Sarah yanks Lia’s thong down and buries her face between those cheeks, tongue lapping at the tight ring she finds there. Lia answers by shoving two slick fingers inside Sarah and twisting. Panties move from hand to hand, wet and warm, passed between their mouths until both sets drip. They scissor. Their cunts slide together, hot and slippery, fabric crushed between them. Each push drags silk against swollen clits. Sarah grabs a handful of black lace, shoves it straight into Lia, pulls it out soaked, then shoves it into her own mouth so they can taste each other at once. When they finally come, it’s loud and messy. Clear spurts arc across bellies and satin. They catch the liquid in open panties, wring the fabric over mouths, laugh through the spit and slick. The room smells like wet cunt and perfume.