No homework

Two brats already missed their deadline. Ally peeled off Bethany's panties and pushed her onto the table, spreading her open with both thumbs. She licked straight up the slit, spit running down the crack, then slid two fingers in and curled them. Bethany shuddered and grabbed the chair legs. The screen dimmed, homework forgotten. Ally added another finger, then tucked her thumb and worked her whole fist into the tight hole. The muscles pulsed and gave. Wet sucking sounds echoed off the walls. Bethany bit her lip until it stung, came once, then dragged Ally up by the hair, shoved her down, and returned the favor—fingertips first, tongue close behind, wrist pumping until Ally's thighs shook and her bare feet kicked the air. They traded off again, softer then harder, stopping only when both of them were shaking too much to hold themselves up.