A naughty bedtime story

Kala pressed her mouth against Serenity's. Their tongues slid and twisted, slow and wet. She dipped two fingers into Serenity's slick cunt, pushing knuckle-deep while the soft walls tightened around her. She drew back, tasting her lips again, then lowered her face between open thighs. Serenity's hips rocked forward. Kala spread her open with two fingers, tongue flicking the swollen clit with short, firm strokes. The taste flooded her mouth as fingers worked inside, curling, pressing against the trembling spot inside. Serenity moaned, fingers gripping Kala's hair, pulling her closer. Another stroke. Another suck. The room filled with their heat, their moans, the wet sound of mouths and fingers moving faster, harder.