Their Way

Antonya and Biana moved without hesitation, the line between them already gone. They tasted each other deeply, tongues meeting before anything else. A strap settled between them next, the dildo sliding in with deliberate pressure. When they wanted more, one knelt and let the stream fall warm across skin—first on bare skin of the arse, then pooling in the other's waiting palm. Every move served the same end: two bodies pushing and pulling until the pleasure peaked, wet and loud, leaving them gasping and spent.