Vaudeville girls

Cathy Heaven and Tigerr Benson move like sin given permission. They press close, bare skin against bare skin, and the first contact lands like a dare. Cathy's thigh slides between Tigerr's and spreads her just enough to make the smaller woman's breath catch. Tigerr answers with teeth on the curve of a breast, then licks the mark away, slow and hungry. Two pairs of hands keep mapping each other's bodies, squeezing hips, cupping, testing weight and give. Tigerr goes to her knees first, pulls Cathy open with thumbs, and covers her clit in one wide, wet stroke. Cathy tilts her head back and rolls her own nipples between finger and thumb, mouth parted. When the pleasure gets too sharp she laughs, low and rasping, then tugs Tigerr up by the hair and kisses her deep enough to taste herself. They grind together without hurry, slick and practiced, until their thighs start to tremble. Tigerr breaks first, her voice cracking on a raw, grateful sound as Cathy works two fingers inside her, curling hard on every withdrawal. She returns the favor by sliding down again and fucking Cathy with a slow, relentless tongue while fingers circle her asshole in little teasing sweeps. Cathy comes with her fingers locked in Tigerr's hair, legs shaking, swearing under her breath. They hold the position a beat longer, breathing each other's skin, then push upright again for the next round.