Like a tsunami

Iwia and Victoria know how good it feels. They've tasted each other before. Still, every time hits like a wave. It crashes over them. Nothing holds it back. Victoria moves first. She presses her mouth to Iwia's blonde cunt and licks deep. Iwia's breath catches. Her hips roll up without thought. She grips the sheets. Victoria doesn't stop. She drags her tongue through slick folds, slow and steady, then fast when Iwia starts to shake. They switch without a word. Iwia spreads Victoria open, dark hair brushing pale thighs. She sucks on her clit, draws it between her lips, lets it go. Victoria moans, legs flexing around Iwia's shoulders. Fingers slide in next. Two at once, then three. Wet sounds fill the room. Victoria pushes back against them, asking for more. Iwia climbs over her. They grind together, clits rubbing, juices mixing. Sweat sticks their skin. Hair tangles. Victoria bites Iwia's shoulder when she comes. The orgasm shakes through her hard. Iwia keeps moving until her own release follows, sharp and sudden, leaving her gasping. They stay close after. Breathing slows. Fingers trace lazy lines across damp skin. Neither one moves away.