Food fun

Food fights never left us. Now we turn them into something sweeter. Jo slides one thick cucumber deep inside her dripping cunt. I spread for her, pressing the other end into my own wet heat. Our hips meet in the middle, fucking ourselves on the same vegetable until our thighs shake and the sheets cling to our skin. Blonde hair and brunette locks tangle across the pillow as we grind closer. Every thrust leaves us slicker, hungrier, coming hard against each other with nothing between us but green skin and heat.