Girls' love

Sinead dips her tongue between Regina Ice’s slick lips. Slow circles. Quick flicks. She moves like she knows exactly where every twitch comes from. Regina’s mouth falls open, eyes half-lidded, breath catching as heat floods her. She reaches down, hands sure, and slips her fingers between Sinead’s parted thighs. They move together—mouth and hand, skin on skin—two girls who don’t bother hiding how much they want it.