Wild plays with Lala and Malia
2011·30 min·93% liked·17.7K Views
Lala runs her tongue along Malia's thigh before she even speaks. Then she tells the younger girl exactly what she plans to do. Malia lies back, legs already parted, breath tight in her throat. She wants every filthy lesson this woman intends to teach. Lala doesn't rush. She presses two fingers inside Malia, curls them, and holds them there until Malia whines. Only then does she lean down and run her tongue over the girl's clit in one slow, deliberate stroke. Malia gasps, hips jerking. Lala grips her tighter and sucks, steady and merciless, like she knows the map of Malia's pleasure by heart. She works the girl open with fingers and tongue until Malia is shaking and dripping down her wrist. When Lala climbs higher, she presses their bodies together, slides her own wetness against Malia's thigh, and grinds. Malia comes first, sharp and sudden, biting her own hand to stay quiet. Lala follows right after, breathless, teeth on Malia's shoulder. Neither of them says a word for a long minute. The air between them still crackles.













