Pure pleasure

We shut off the TV and let our bodies take over. Gina’s soft mouth finds mine first, her tongue slow and sure. My shirt comes off and her hands claim my tits, squeezing until my nipples stiffen under her thumbs. She’s blonde, like me, and our pale skin slides together as we peel the rest away. She slips two fingers between my thighs, rubs until I’m slick, then reaches for the toy she bought last week. It’s small, smooth, and cool when she presses it against my ass. I bite my lip, nod, and she eases it in. The stretch burns sweet. Gina works it deeper while her tongue circles my clit. I arch, thighs trembling, breath breaking into little gasps. When I’m open and dripping she adds the bigger one, sliding it into my cunt until both holes feel full. The double pressure makes my back bow. I reach for Gina, pull her on top, and grind against her, letting the toys and her wet pussy move together. She rides me, tits brushing mine, until we both come shaking, mouths locked, the room quiet except for our breathing.