Totally teenie

Sabrina and Holly have that reckless teen energy about them, reckless in ways that make grown men nervous. Holly yanks Sabrina's shirt over her head and the fabric catches on her nipples, leaves them stiff. She cups both tits at once, weighs them, then pinches hard enough to make Sabrina hiss through her teeth. Down goes Holly between the spread legs, spitting on the silicone cock first—thick, veiny, life-like—pushing it against Sabrina’s already slick cunt until it starts to slide. Inch by inch it disappears. Sabrina’s pussy grips and releases, gripping and releasing again, making soft wet sounds each time the toy pulls halfway out. They swap. Holly climbs on, knees wide, lowers herself onto the second dildo suction-cupped to the mirror. The rubber head nudges her tiny asshole; she works it in with short rocks of her hips until her rim stretches wide around the shaft. Her breath fogs the glass. Sabrina watches, fingering her own cunt in time, three fingers knuckle-deep now, thumb rubbing her clit in sloppy circles. When Holly leans forward to lick Sabrina’s clit, the second toy tugs at her stretched hole, never quite leaving it, and Holly moans like the stretch is exactly what she’s been chasing. The mirror trembles. Cum trails run down the length of both shafts. Holly’s thighs start to shake. Sabrina bites her lower lip bloody and comes with her eyes open, staring straight at the girl who’s tongue-deep and still riding.