Teen holiday

Boroka and Lucy stretched out on the patio, skin already golden. The sun pressed down on them, warm and lazy. One moment they lay side by side, the next Lucy shifted, sliding between Boroka’s open thighs. She licked slow, steady strokes until Boroka’s back arched and a soft moan slipped out. Boroka came hard, thighs trembling. She caught her breath, then rolled Lucy beneath her. Her tongue worked in tight circles until Lucy cried out, hips bucking against her mouth. They lay still, flushed and glowing, letting the sun dry the faint sheen on their skin before reaching for each other again.