Quest for Pink

Kari Sweets and Bailey Rider sit so close that their hair tangles, black strands slipping over brunette shoulders. They trade slow kisses, tongues sliding, until the heat builds and the first wet sounds fill the room. Fingers slip between thighs and come away glossy. They taste each other from the fingertips, smiling at the sweetness, then lean lower. Kari spreads Bailey open and draws her tongue in one long stroke from entrance to clit, then again, quicker now. Bailey returns the favor, pulling Kari’s hips forward so she can bury her face between smooth folds. The room grows quiet except for soft sucking, the rustle of sheets, and the occasional shaky breath. When one girl comes she pulls the other back up, mouths meeting again, sharing the taste, until the second body shakes under the same attention.