Mother Daughter Exchange Club #04

The girls raise glasses to their new romances. Soon enough Kelly and Sandy slip away. Their mouths meet with desperate hunger. Hands fumble with zippers and push aside lace. Kelly pins Sandy to the sheets, tongue gliding over the tight bud of her nipple, drawing a gasp from her. Sandy answers by sliding two fingers inside her, curling them with ruthless precision until Kelly’s hips jerk and a low moan breaks loose. They fuck with slow, grinding force—skin sliding hot against skin, thighs shaking, sweat slick between them. When release finally takes them, it does so hard enough to leave their legs trembling and their breaths jagged in the quiet room.