Christmas present

Vika peels the satin ribbon. Leona steps out of her skirt, bare under the tree lights. She bends, spreads, and gasps as two slick fingers slide in and open her. Vika works slow, then deeper. Wet sounds mix with the crackle of pine. She keeps her tongue deep in Leona’s mouth, breath hot, teeth gentle. Leona pushes back for more. Strings of spit glisten on their chins. The tree lights shimmer across a fine sheen of sweat along Leona’s lower back. Vika adds another finger. Leona’s answering moan fills the small room. Small, greedy whimpers follow every thrust. Both girls are half undressed and glowing.