Life of girls

Esmerelda and Gia skipped past small talk. They both wanted touch, not chatter. The first hand cupping a bare breast made it clear. Soon tongues traced nipples and fingers slid between smooth thighs. Esmerelda spread her legs, letting Gia bury her face in her wet cunt, licking her open folds with slow, hungry strokes. Gia’s black hair fell over the soft skin while she ground herself against Esmerelda’s thigh, leaving a slick trail. Their bodies spoke in quick gasps and steady rocking hips. When Esmerelda slipped two fingers inside Gia, the brunette arched and moaned, pulling her closer. They stayed locked like that, trading tongues and tasting each other until both girls trembled through slow, deep orgasms. After that they were friends in the way that matters.