Butt Face #03, Scene #02

April tugs her sweater up and over her head, knee socks sliding down after. The sheer fabric of her panties clings as she turns, offering that ass to the lens while her full breasts rise and fall. Lia watches, then spreads her own cheeks wide, stroking the tight ring until air escapes in little bursts. They trade places. Mouth meets hole; tongues drag wet lines before one climbs over the other and sinks down, thighs pinning, hips rolling. Fingers sink in next, pressing deep, while tongues and toes trade attention, sucking slow. Their bodies lock together, bare skin sliding as they ride the edge until pleasure crashes through both of them.