Three bitches on a yacht - 2.

Sandy, Blue Angel and Madison Parker sprawl across sun-warmed cushions on the deck. Fingers trace curves, lips meet, hands slide under bikinis until they vanish completely. A slow, wet kiss turns into two tongues dancing over nipples, drawing soft gasps from each girl. Blue Angel drops lower, spreading Sandy open with her thumbs, tongue flicking the swollen clit before sinking in. Madison watches for a moment, then presses two fingers into Blue Angel from behind, matching each lick with a steady thrust. The trio shifts and reshapes without pause—Sandy now tasting Madison while Blue Angel grinds her soaked pussy against Sandy’s mouth. Every stroke grows wetter, every moan louder as the afternoon sun glints off slick skin and the yacht rocks gently beneath them.