Old-Young partnership

Winnie and Honey Demon chase the same man at the club. Thirty years between them, yet they share the spoils the minute the doors shut behind him. At this hour Winnie should be knitting, but instead she’s on her knees in the dark hallway, mouth working him like she’s starving. They take turns. They swallow. When no man comes home, the women fill the silence with each other. Honey’s tongue finds Winnie’s soaked cunt. Winnie fingers Honey until she shakes. They trade hunger without shame, long and wet and late into the night.