Web Exclusive - Scene 1644 India Summer Totally Tabitha

Prinzzess sends India upstairs to talk with Tabitha about being gay. When India slips into the bedroom she wastes no time. Her hand cups Tabitha’s cheek, thumb grazing her lower lip before her mouth covers Tabitha’s. Heat floods between them. Fingers tug at clothes, buttons pop, zippers hiss. India slips a hand between Tabitha’s thighs and finds her already slick, gasping at the touch. She strokes slow at first, circling her clit until Tabitha arches up against her palm, then presses two fingers inside. Tabitha rocks down to meet each thrust. They kiss with open mouths, tongues sliding, breath breaking ragged. India drops lower, replaces her fingers with her tongue, licks wide and wet, sucks the swollen bud until Tabitha shatters. The moment she comes India slides back up, kisses the moan from Tabitha’s lips, spreads her own legs and guides Tabitha’s hand between them. Tabitha’s fingers move tentative, then confident, slicking in and out while India bucks, hips snapping until she pulses hard around them. Sweat-slick, breathless, they tangle together again, grinding until the sheets grow damp and both girls lie flushed and undone, certain this is the way they want it.