Homework

Ulla slid closer on the couch and cupped Krystal's thigh. "Homework can wait," she murmured, lips already grazing the other girl's neck. Krystal's legs parted without question. Fingers—light at first—parted the damp cotton of her panties and eased inside, finding warm, wet heat that clenched around each slow stroke. Ulla pumped deeper, scissoring, stroking the soft inner walls, then withdrew to circle and tug at the swollen clit until Krystal whimpered. She dropped to her knees between those open thighs and replaced her fingers with her tongue, dragging firm, wet licks from slit to bud. Krystal bucked, grabbing fistfuls of blond hair, guiding Ulla's mouth harder. The second girl's hips jerked as Ulla pushed two fingers back inside and sucked the engorged nub, pumping steadily until Krystal arched and spilled hot over her tongue.