Pin-Up Girls #05

Prinzzess draws her friend down onto the bed, thighs sliding over her own. She works her tongue between parted lips, slow circles that draw low sounds from her guest. Their dresses peel away in soft fabric whispers and bare skin presses together in the dim light. Fingers trace ribs and hips until one slick palm slips between thighs already trembling with heat, curling inside while hips lift to meet each stroke. The other girl bites down on her own lip as she comes, then returns the favor with open-mouthed kisses down Prinzzess’s belly until her mouth seals over that aching center. The room fills with soft, hungry sounds, the wet press of lips, the slow rock of hips on the bedsheets. Later Prinzzess turns onto her stomach, arches her back, lets herself be taken by eager fingers pumping deep while a skilled tongue flicks at her ass until release rips through her in trembling waves.