Lesbian Sex #02

Sinn Sage grabs Ela Darling's wrist and pulls her in close. Their lips crash, hot and open. Ela whimpers softly into Sinn’s mouth, but the blonde only chuckles, grips Ela’s breast hard through the silk of her top, and rolls the nipple between her fingers until it stiffens. Sinn lets go just long enough to push Ela’s thighs apart and slide a palm right up between them. She finds her wet. Without ceremony she drags Ela’s panties aside, sinks two fingers deep and starts pumping in quick, insistent strokes. Ela’s knees buckle, but Sinn catches her, drives her back against the headboard and keeps fucking her hand into that slick heat. She adds her thumb on Ela’s clit, rubs in tight circles, never slowing, never stopping. Ela’s moans turn desperate. Sinn leans down, licks a slow stripe up her throat, nips the fragile skin just under her jaw, and growls one word low and filthy against her ear: "Come." Ela’s whole body jerks and clamps around Sinn’s fingers, slick dripping down her wrist, thighs shaking. Sinn never pulls back. She keeps rubbing, wringing the aftershocks out of her until Ela is nothing but shuddering breath and trembling limbs. Only then does she slide free, shiny fingers trailing wet streaks over Ela’s stomach. A wicked smile curves her mouth. "Let’s see how many more of those you’ve got for me."