Afternoon chat time

Kathia called Angell when she knew they were both alone. They wasted no time once Angell stepped inside. Clothes were pushed off shoulders, tongues tangled deep, and the first rush of wet mouths pressed together before the door even clicked shut. Hands went straight for heat—fingers sliding under panties, thumbs circling tight nipples until they stood hard. Soon the pace shifted harder. Kathia buckled the harness around her hips, the thick cock jutting from her mound already slick with lube. She bent Angell over the arm of the couch, spread her open, and pressed the head inside. Angell moaned loud, pushing back as Kathia drove the strap-on deep with slow, measured strokes, then faster until the slap of skin filled the room. Sweat-slick bodies rocked together, Angell clutching cushions while Kathia fucked her from behind. The strap ground against Kathia’s own swollen clit, her hips snapping in rhythm until both girls trembled, breath ragged, the toy glistening wet each time it slid out and plunged back in.