Spurts of love

Tina Blade’s thighs shake. Marica Hase moans, lips parted, knees digging into the sheets. The brunette arches first—then gushes, a sharp, wet arc spraying the man’s stomach. He grips her waist and pushes deeper, cock still slick from Marica’s last flood. She crawls forward, kisses Tina hard, and slides two fingers straight into Tina’s soaked cunt. Another pulse hits. Clear and warm, it splashes across both of them. The man pulls out, lines up behind Marica, and sinks into her ass without pause. Tina watches, panting, as Marica’s eyes roll back. One finger on her clit and she spurts again—smaller this time, but fierce—while his cock works deeper in Marica’s tight hole. Their bodies slide together, wet skin, heavy breathing, the slap of flesh and sudden bursts of juice filling the room. Every thrust wrings another tremble from them, every squirt drawing them tighter, hotter, closer to the edge.