Sexy bunnies - 3.

Seven girls step out in black bunny ears, glossy lipstick, nothing else but corsets so tight they can barely breathe and tiny cotton tails that sit right above the cleft of each ass. Two blondes and a brunette lead the pack; the rest fall in line, hips rolling like they’re already on a stage. A quick turn, the laces loosen, corsets drop. Pale tits catch the light, nipples stiff from cooler air. Fingers hook the edges of the satin thongs and slide them down slow enough to tease. One blonde leans in, tongues the brunette’s breast, and the brunette answers with a hand sliding between smooth thighs, stroking the already wet seam she finds. They press close, tongues tangling, palms cupping firm cheeks. The last scrap of lingerie falls to the floor in a hush. Every curve, every thin strip of trimmed hair, every pink flush is now theirs to share. The girls sink to the carpet in a tangle of limbs, legs parting, mouths lowering, the sound of wet kisses mixing with their first soft moans.