Girls wanna have fun

Two lithe teen girls share one thought tonight: they want it soft, slow, and all for themselves. So they pull the blinds, strip down, and slip between the sheets. Lips meet. Hands slide over smooth skin. One girl tilts her hips; the other parts her thighs and dips her tongue. Slow circles turn into greedy laps. Soft gasps fill the quiet room. They keep going until every fold is slick, until their thighs tremble and the sheets cling damp to their backs. Nothing but wet heat, shared breath, and the steady rhythm of two hungry bodies learning every trick the other likes.