Femme fun

Regina Ice and Lorna tangled, fingers slick with spit and the other’s wetness. Regina buried her tongue in Lorna’s ass, slow and deliberate, until the muscle gave way. Lorna pushed back, panting. She reached around, two fingers sliding into Regina in return, knuckle-deep, twisting just enough to make her moan. The room was quiet except for the wet sounds of skin and mouths, each licking, sucking, and pressing deeper than seemed polite. Regina came first, a sharp tremor running down her thighs; she recovered fast enough to straddle Lorna and return the favor, tongue flicking against a tight ring of muscle, her fingers working Lorna open until she shook apart with a broken cry. They stayed there, asses spread and glistening, catching their breath.