Feelin' Peachy

Kari and Kristy are riding high. Nothing pulls at their minds except heat and hunger. They trade pleasure like a shared breath, and it feels natural. Tongues slide deep where it's slick and open, working every fold until the other girl arches and shatters. They pause only to catch air, then dive back in, tasting fresh come and coaxing another rush. Soon they lie side by side, chests heaving, spent and smiling, already aching for the next round.