Xmas spirit

The camera finds them already deep in it, two bodies in red velvet and white fur. Sandy leans in first, her mouth open, tongue brushing Courtney’s lip. Courtney answers by cupping the smaller girl’s tits, thumbs rolling over nipples until they stiffen against the sheer fabric. They swap breath, slow kisses turning wetter, deeper. Courtney’s tongue finds the blonde’s breast, circling, sucking. Sandy answers by pulling Courtney’s top lower, baring heavy, pale flesh, and she licks the stiff peak until Courtney moans. Hands slide between thighs. Fingers push aside damp lace and sink into heat. Both girls part their legs, hips rolling, pussies glistening under the lights. They taste each other in turns, tongues lapping slick folds, fingers sliding in deep, the soft sounds of mouths and wet skin filling the quiet room. Courtney’s fingers work faster, drawing tight circles over Sandy’s clit. Sandy moans into the other girl’s cunt, licking harder, until they’re both shaking and greedy, locked together, giving and taking until nothing else matters.