Pussy pool

Bambi and Hope press their bodies together by the pool. Hope spreads her thighs wider as Bambi's tongue finds her, licking slow circles that make her toes curl. Bambi slides two fingers inside, twisting them while she sucks the swollen clit between her lips. Hope gasps, one hand tangled in Bambi's hair, the other gripping the edge of the lounge. They move against each other in that bright morning light, skin slick from the heat, the water, their own sweat. Every wet sound carries across the water's surface. Hope comes first, her voice breaking, thighs trembling around Bambi's shoulders. Bambi doesn't stop. She keeps licking, gentler now, until Hope drags her up for a kiss, tasting herself on Bambi's mouth before flipping her onto her back.