High spirits

She feels the rush hit her. Sometimes it gets so strong she can't keep her wild side in check. Her hand slides between her thighs as she teases her clit in slow circles. She lies back on the bed, legs spread wide, two fingers pumping in and out of her wet pussy while her other hand squeezes one heavy breast. The brunette watches her blonde friend from the doorway, biting her lip. Soon she joins in, crawling onto the sheets and pressing her mouth to the blonde's hard nipple. They trade wet kisses and needy touches. The brunette slips two fingers inside the blonde and starts fucking her faster, making the blonde moan and arch her back. Her big tits bounce with every thrust. When the bottle appears she doesn't hesitate. She slides the cold glass between her legs, works the neck between her folds, and pushes it deeper until her pussy stretches around it. She rocks her hips, fucking the bottle with steady strokes while the brunette rubs her clit and sucks on her other breast. Her breathing turns ragged. Every time the glass goes in she lets out a soft cry, getting louder as she picks up the pace. Sweat beads on her skin. Her thighs tremble. She keeps going until her whole body tightens and she comes hard around the bottle, cunt pulsing, juices dripping down the glass.