Blossom babes

Sophie and Cayenne are lying on a flower-strewn blanket, skirts already hiked to their waists. Blonde hair spills across their shoulders as each girl slides a hand between her own thighs, fingers working in slow, practiced circles. The older girl parts her legs wider and slips two fingers straight into her ass, sighing at the sudden stretch. The younger one keeps her eyes on the tight pink hole her friend is opening, rubbing her own clit harder. Wet sounds fill the quiet air. Moments later her thighs tense, then a sharp jet of clear fluid arcs from her and splashes over the older girl’s wrist. She gasps, keeps pumping, and another smaller squirt follows, soaking the cloth beneath them. Sophie curls her free hand around Cayenne’s ankle, holding her open, while the last tremors roll through her.