Honey is so sweet!

Donna and Honey had been friends forever. After hours of bodies moving under strobing lights they slipped away to the VIP lounge, tucked behind dark curtains. One look turned into another and clothes came off fast. Honey pushed Donna onto the velvet couch, tongue tracing the sweat at her neck before working lower. Fingers slid between slick folds. Donna arched, breath catching, hands tangled in Honey's hair. She dragged Honey closer and sucked at her nipples until Honey moaned loud enough to turn heads outside. They found each other's rhythm quickly, pressing and grinding, tongues darting over swollen, sensitive flesh. When the first orgasm tore through them they barely paused. Legs locked around each other's faces, they rode the aftershocks into the next one, wetter, sharper, louder. Another wave crested. Their thighs trembled. They kept going until every nerve sang and the world outside faded to nothing.