Be Spontaneous!

Karlie and Karen don't draw lines around what they want. The moment the hunger hits, they give in without ceremony. Leave them alone, door clicking shut behind them, and it starts. Karen sinks first, knees folding, mouth open against Karlie's cunt like she missed the taste. Karlie answers with a soft curse, fingers already in Karen's hair. Two bodies, no patience, just the wet sound of tongues working and the low, greedy pull of breath.