Foxy and Divine

Hard to put it into words—that moment when you press your face between another woman’s warm, silky thighs. But if you’re a woman, the pleasure swells different. Your tongue meets velvet heat. Erica licks once, then again, lips parting the slick folds with an almost greedy tenderness. Two bodies shift and grind. Fingers disappear inside. The wet sounds come in tight little bursts that don’t last long.