Lesbian desires

Sweet Lana and Black Panther lose themselves again. They kiss without pause, hands already greedy, palms sliding down bare skin until fingers meet slick heat. They lie tangled on the sofa, thighs open, mouths pressed tight to each other’s cunt. Tongues lap at the wet folds, tracing every contour, sucking on swollen clit until the room fills with soft, wet sounds and broken breaths. They don’t stop. One straps the harness around her hips while the other kneels forward, cunt glistening. The silicone cock sinks in deep, strokes slow and deliberate, then faster. The strap grinds back against the wearer’s clit each thrust. Sweat beads on lower backs. Fingers curl in sheets. Neither asks for mercy.