Fucking Girls #08, Scene #04

Ash Hollywood's legs gleam under sheer stockings, every inch of her golden skin on display. She leans into the lens, runs one hand between her thighs. Sara Luvv watches from the bed, lips parted, dark eyes already half-lidded. Sara crawls forward. Ash meets her halfway, tongues pushing into hungry kisses before they roll over one another. Sara spreads Ash's cheeks, drags the flat of her tongue across her tight hole, slow and wet. Ash moans, reaches back to spread herself wider. She turns, buries her face between Sara's thighs, tastes sweat and heat. Neither of them rush. They lick until spit shines on smooth skin, until each pulse of their tongues makes the other buck. Ash slips her stocking foot between Sara's legs, presses silk toes against her swollen clit. Sara whimpers, grinds down, pushes her own foot up to meet Ash's cunt. Nylon slides, slick with arousal. Their hips roll together in tight, careful circles, toes squeezing until both of them gasp, bodies shaking.