Marshmallow Girls #04, Scene #02

Denali Winter and Cinnamon Maxxine are two soft, voluptuous women who wear their tattoos and steel with quiet pride. Denali’s pale, china-doll face peers out from under one razored side while the rest of her platinum hair falls loose; Cinnamon’s short blonde Afro crowns rich brown skin and a body built on generous curves. Black fishnet clings to thick thighs. They begin with slow kisses that deepen, the slick heat of tongues, fingers sliding across wet slits already bare and smooth. Denali climbs over Cinnamon’s mouth. The glossed plum lipstick paints her swollen pink in streaks, marking every lap of the tongue. She rocks forward, back arched, breath catching each time that mouth opens wider. Soon enough the thick, harnessed cock is buried inside her, Cinnamon driving upward with steady hips, watching Denali’s cheeks ripple. They switch. Cinnamon lowers herself, full ass swallowing Denali’s face until the muffled sounds become a low, rhythmic hum. Denali stays there, nose buried, holding her breath, the hot press of flesh tight against her every gasp. Two heavy bodies lost in unhurried pleasure.