Web Exclusive - Scene 1570 Heather Starlet Shyla Jennings

Heather stops by to lift Shyla’s mood. Minutes later they’re upstairs, naked on the cool sheets. Heather presses a warm palm between Shyla’s spread thighs, working slow circles over her clit. Their kisses grow wet and urgent, tongues sliding, tasting each other. Heather slips two fingers inside, knuckles glistening with Shyla’s slick. Shyla arches, soft breasts rising as she pushes down onto those fingers, greedy for the stretch. When the need snaps tight, Shyla rolls Heather beneath her, mounts her thigh and grinds. They move together in steady, slick rhythm, gasps and little whimpers filling the room. Heather comes first, legs shaking, fingers still buried inside Shyla. The second it passes she curls her touch and finds the spot that makes Shyla break apart, thighs trembling, soaking the sheets as she cries out.