All girls party - part 2.

Sandy, Peaches, and Wivien burn for each other. Peaches’ cunt throbs, slick and swollen, desperate to be tasted, kissed, fingered. The heat clings to their skin like a second layer. They move straight to the garden table beside the pool. Blonde and brunette hands slide over sun-warmed thighs. Tongues trace wet lines down smooth bellies. Fingers slip inside, pump, curl. Lips meet, part, meet again. One girl stretches back on the table while the other two kneel between her legs, mouths working together. Another spreads wide, hips lifting as a tongue circles her clit. The third reaches down, rubbing herself in rhythm. They trade places without missing a beat. Wet sounds echo across the water. Bodies twist, arch, grind. One girl comes first, thighs shaking, then pulls the next mouth to her pussy so the pleasure never stops.