Web Exclusive - Scene 1502 Kara Price Missy Martinez

They lie across the bed with their hair fanned out, knees brushing as they trade stories. Missy crosses one leg over the other, ankle twitching, while Kara runs her thumb along the seam of her shorts. Words turn thinner. A laugh slips into a sigh. Missy slides her hand up Kara’s thigh, fingers slipping under lace without asking twice. The camera catches the exact moment the lace gives. Kara breathes through her teeth. Missy’s mouth opens against her stomach, soft and hot, tongue tracing sweat already beading there. Kara parts her legs wider, hips tilting, and Missy pushes two fingers in slow, then harder when the film catches on with wet sound. Kara’s knuckles go white in the sheets. Missy curls her fingers, watches Kara fold up around her hand, cunt gripping and slick, then lowers her head and sucks the swollen clit between her lips until Kara’s thighs tremble. She adds a third finger. Kara moans like someone who just remembered how good it feels to be filled. The fabric gathers at their hips, sheer and damp, pushed aside rather than removed. Missy fucks her steady, mouth never leaving, and Kara comes with a sharp gasp that cracks into a laugh, the two sounds meeting in the same breath.