Naughty cowgirls

Adelle and Kendra finished their long shift and slipped into the barn for shade. Dust danced off their jeans as they peeled them off. Adelle's mouth found Kendra's nipples—hard, sweet, urgent—then traveled lower, tongue parting her folds with a slow, greedy rhythm. Kendra turned, breathless, and returned the favor, lips slick against Adelle's heat. They moved together on the hay-littered boards, tasting each other deeper, louder, until the barn echoed with soft, filthy sounds.