Wet cunts

Mia Leone stands in nothing but lace. Tea kneels in front of her, eyes locked on the soft mound already darkening the cotton. A slow hiss breaks the quiet. Mia shivers as warm piss soaks her panties, the fabric clinging tight, turning translucent. Tea leans in, tongue tracing the wet outline, tasting salt on her lips. She moans low, then pulls the panties aside and laps straight at the dripping folds. Mia’s thighs tremble. When it’s her turn, she spreads Tea’s legs, watches fresh piss stream down, soaks her own tongue, then drags it through the slick cunt with hungry strokes. The two blondes trade places, each mouth chasing the other’s heat, panties bunched at their thighs, every lick louder than the last.