Antynia's old sex teacher

Older women need tongue on their cunts too. Hetera has been starved for touch. She wants to feel young again, even for an hour. Antynia knows that need. She drops between those thighs and eats like she’s been waiting all day for this exact taste—wet folds, swollen lips, clit throbbing against her tongue. Hairy or bare, pink or brown, she doesn’t care. She likes every variation, every scent, every pulse against her mouth. She laps at Hetera until the older woman’s hips jerk and her fingers grab Antynia’s hair. Then Hetera returns the favor, tongue deep, sucking, swallowing. Two bodies, no roles, just hunger and wet skin sliding together until both are spent and grinning like teenagers.