Hidden treasures

Two young women tug at the edge of a pair of lace panties. One gentle pull and the fabric slips down a pair of smooth thighs. Nothing is left to cover the view. Two naked bodies turn toward each other. Hands trace soft skin. Mouths press close, tasting, sucking, licking with slow hunger. Fingers spread, dip, and curl. Quiet moans rise and fall. They press close, hips moving, legs parting. One slips down between spread thighs, tongue working in careful strokes. The other answers with her own mouth, breathing warm air over slick skin. Their bodies move in rhythm. Nothing stays hidden. Every inch is touched, kissed, opened. Pleasure rolls through them until both tremble and sigh together, giving and taking at once.