Cheers!

She walked in like it was yesterday. Same bright blonde hair, same devilish grin. The brunette who used to pour the drinks had bigger tits now, and the way she moved said she knew it. They didn’t waste time on small talk. A quick look, a short laugh, then mouths found each other. The younger one stripped first, showing off those perky tits and smooth skin. The older woman followed, slow, deliberate, letting every curve settle into view. They kissed hard, hands everywhere. Fingers slid between thighs, found slick heat, and stayed there. The blonde moaned when two fingers pushed in deep. The brunette arched when the teen’s tongue traced her nipple and kept going lower. They switched places on the couch twice. Legs opened wider each time. Wet sounds filled the room, broken by short, sharp gasps. One came first, legs shaking, then dragged the other down so they could finish together, mouths locked, hips grinding until everything went quiet.