Web Exclusive - Scene 239 Ariel X Heather Silk

Fixing a few things around the house turned feral once Ariel X and Heather Silk locked eyes. Ariel bent Heather over the kitchen counter, yanked her shorts aside, and slid two fingers into her dripping heat. Heather pushed back, greedy for more, breathing out a ragged, “Harder.” Ariel gave it to her—slow, deliberate thrusts, curling her knuckles until Heather shook. Then she swapped fingers for tongue, kneeling, working deep while Heather clawed at the granite, legs trembling. Lube dripped to the tiles. Ariel added a third finger, pumping steady until Heather pulsed around her, coming so hard the tiles echoed. Breathless, Heather flipped her around, dropped to her knees, and sucked Ariel’s clit with desperate, wet strokes until Ariel growled, ground forward, and flooded her tongue.