Two girls at the bar

They talk filth when the door shuts. Lust for a beautiful woman—firm fine ass, tight young pussy. Clothes drop fast. They kiss hard, mouths open, then softer along the neck, down the spine, under each breast. Tongues trace skin that rises in gooseflesh. Fingers slip between thighs, teasing until it drips. The brunette pins the blonde to the sheets, tastes her in slow, greedy strokes, then the blonde returns the favor—spread, licked, sucked until she gasps. They trade wet heat and soft laughter, fingers working in rhythm until both come, hard and breathless.