New Year's celebration

Jasmine lay back against the pillows, legs spread wide. Her cunt glistened with her own slick. Ginger knelt between those silky thighs and licked up and down, slow and steady. Jasmine grabbed Ginger's hair, pulled her mouth closer, and rocked her hips to meet that tongue. She tasted so good. Each flick and swirl sent sparks shooting through Jasmine's core. Ginger moaned into her. Her face was wet. Her own pussy throbbed between her legs.