Girls will be girls

Two women need softness. Jayden Jaymes and Heather Starlet turn toward each other to get it. Blonde hair slips across pale skin. Fingers trace gentle curves, mapping the swell of full breasts and the dip of a waist. The brunette lowers her mouth, licking slow circles until the pink tip stiffens. Heather answers with her own tongue, wet and warm, flicking between parted thighs. They trade sighs, legs shifting wider, bodies pressing closer until nothing stays hidden. Every stroke is patient, every lick deliberate, pleasure given freely between them.