Caged Lust

Jo and Cindy waste no time behind the bars. They peel off their lingerie and sink to the cellar floor, mouths finding wet heat between each other's legs. One tongue laps at the other's swollen clit while fingers slide in deep, twisting, curling. They trade places fast, hips bucking against the other's face, the air thick with moans and the slick sound of licking. Their cunts throb again and again, raw from the endless string of orgasms, bodies slick against the cold bricks.