An afternoon to remember

Ashley and Questa already know they are the sweetest thing in the room. They prove it every time their lithe teen bodies slip together and hands start to wander. Skin on skin, they press closer, tasting whatever they can reach. A slow lick travels up a slender thigh. Lips part and find a stiff nipple. Tongues trace the curve of an arch, the dip behind a knee, the soft flesh between spread legs. Mouth meets slick cunt, wet and eager, while fingers clutch at sheets and soft sighs fill the quiet afternoon. They move like they have all day, trading kisses and licks until every hidden inch has been claimed.