Backstage of Lez friends

Lis and Wendy tangle backstage in a private frenzy. Blonde hair spills across a pale shoulder as Wendy pins Lis against the velvet wall. A short skirt hikes up and two slender fingers slide between Lis's thighs. The redhead drops to her knees, spreading the blonde's legs with both hands. Soft lips meet slick skin. Wendy’s tongue works in slow, deliberate circles until Lis grabs a fistful of red curls and pulls her deeper. The blonde moans, knees buckling, while the redhead’s free hand slips beneath her own top and finds her breast. Every wet sound echoes in the cramped space. Lis trembles, thighs quivering around Wendy’s head, until pleasure snaps through her in one long, ragged cry. Wendy rises with a satisfied smile, her mouth glistening, and they kiss again like the show never ended.