Crazy night out

Sandy and Bambi slipped into the restroom after a couple drinks and the air shifted. Hands roamed. Mouths locked, wet and open, tongues pushing deeper. Their thighs trembled. Cunts slicked, juices mixing with the ones that had already run down their legs. The stall walls pressed close as fingers found swollen clits and slid inside. Sandy’s breath broke against Bambi’s mouth. Bambi answered with a low, throaty sound, grinding onto the hand that fucked her. They came hard, quick, the mirror catching the fever in their eyes and the glossy streaks on their skin.