Lesbian Legal #05

Allie pays Payton for private sessions. She wants hands-on lessons. When they meet, Allie’s lips part first. Payton tastes like silk and salt. She peels the shirt away, slow. Breasts spill into her palms, nipples stiffening under her thumbs. Allie moans, then leans in, bites the inside of Payton’s thigh, sucks until a purple mark blooms. Payton guides Allie lower, spreads wider. Allie’s tongue works tight circles, then longer strokes. Payton’s hips roll in time with every lick. She comes with a short, high gasp, thighs shaking against Allie’s cheeks. Allie climbs up, straddles her face, grips the headboard. Payton’s tongue flicks and slides until Allie’s breath breaks. Their mouths meet again, slick and hungry, tasting each other on their tongues. Sweat and perfume cling to the sheets. They don’t stop until the early light shows the wet marks they’ve left behind.