Web Exclusive - Scene 1520 Kara Price Katie Jordan

Katie Jordan’s mouth finds Kara Price’s before either woman speaks. The kiss grows wet fast, tongues sliding, teeth catching lower lips. Katie’s hands roam—cupping, squeezing, spreading. Kara answers with her own touch, nails tracing skin until both of them are breathing hard against each other’s tongues. Kara drops first, settling between Katie’s open thighs. She licks slowly at first, broad strokes that part slick folds, then focuses tight circles over the swollen clit until Katie’s hips start to lift off the sheets. Katie’s fingers twist in Kara’s hair, holding her close while soft, desperate sounds slip from her throat. When Kara slides two fingers inside and sucks hard at the same time, Katie’s thighs tremble around her ears. They switch. Now Katie kneels behind Kara, tongue tracing down the cleft of her ass, flicking over the tight ring before moving lower to Kara’s dripping pussy. Each lick makes Kara push back, chasing more. Katie adds her fingers, curling them forward until Kara’s voice breaks into short, begging gasps. Katie reaches for the harness. She tightens the straps around her hips, the silicone cock jutting forward—thick, smooth, ready. Kara stays on all fours. Katie presses the head between wet lips and drives in with one steady thrust. Kara moans, pushing back to meet the stroke. Their rhythm grows louder: the slap of skin, the wet sound of the toy sliding deep, Katie’s grip firm on Kara’s waist as she pulls her back onto each thrust. Kara’s shoulders drop, cheek against the mattress, one hand reaching back to spread herself wider. Katie fucks her harder, short punches of her hips punctuated by the occasional long, grinding press that keeps the toy seated to the hilt. Sweat glistens along Kara’s spine. Her orgasm hits sudden, clenching around the silicone until her thighs shake. They trade places. Kara takes the harness, buckles it snug. Katie lies back, legs open. Kara pushes in slow, watching Katie’s face, then begins a steady grind that has Katie biting her own lip. Kara’s thumb finds Katie’s clit and circles in time with her strokes. Katie’s back arches; her voice turns ragged. She comes hard, body rolling with it, Kara never stopping until the last tremor passes.