Festive evening

Ally and Galaxy should be sliding into theatre wear. Instead they are peeling it back off. Ally pulls the zipper on Galaxy's dress and it drops like dead weight. Galaxy steps free, tits bare already, nipples tight from nothing but a look. Ally kisses her, deep, tongue sliding, then shoves two fingers straight into her cunt. The wet sound fills the hall. They never even reach the bedroom. Galaxy bends Ally over the couch arm and works two fingers past her rim while her mouth claims one nipple. Ally pushes back, hungry for it. Three fingers now, slow, stretching that ass open. Galaxy keeps her other hand busy between Ally's legs, thumb pressing the clit in tight circles. Ally comes hard, a full-body shudder, and Galaxy follows minutes later with Ally's mouth sealed over her. They stay like that, breathing hard, still dressed in undone lace and half-open skirts. The tickets lie forgotten on the table.