Playful girls

They spent days lounging together, bare skin pressed close. It went past simple friendship. When hands drifted lower and mouths found each other, bodies opened without hesitation. Fingers slipped between her legs, parting soaked folds. His tongue traced her clit with steady pressure until her hips bucked. She took him in her mouth, lips stretched around the shaft, saliva dripping from the corners as she worked him deeper. They took turns - he thrust into her from behind, slow and deep at first, then hard enough to make the bed frame creak. She straddled him next, sinking down until every inch disappeared inside. Sweat glistened between her breasts. Moans mixed with wet sounds as they kept going, coming together, switching positions, mouths never far from each other's skin.