Playtime for Lana S and Baby Sky

Lana S and Baby Sky sprawl across the sheets, eyes locked and lips already parting. Lana’s hand slides over Baby Sky’s smooth thigh, nails skimming closer until fingers slip between parted folds. Baby Sky answers with a soft moan, leaning in to suck Lana’s lower lip, then deeper, tongues meeting in slow, wet strokes. They trade places without hurry. Lana drops to her elbows, spreading Baby Sky wide and dragging her tongue in a long, firm line from slit to clit. Baby Sky arches, her black hair spilling over the pillow as she gasps. Fingers follow tongue—one, then two—pumping in time with the rhythm Lana sets. Baby Sky reaches down, finds Lana’s cunt already slick, and pushes her own fingers inside, matching every thrust. The girls rock together, hips rising to meet each stroke, mouths never far apart. A toy appears between them. Lana presses the smooth head against Baby Sky’s entrance, works it in with steady pressure until Baby Sky shudders and takes the length. She returns the favor, guiding the buzzing tip over Lana’s swollen clit before sliding it inside. They move faster now, slick with sweat, soft cries growing sharper. Baby Sky comes first, thighs clamped around the toy, but she never stops working Lana until her brunette partner breaks apart too, pulsing around the fingers still buried deep.