Summa cum laude

Hazel and Linda have aced their exams. Now the uniforms come off and their free time belongs to them. They trade textbooks for touches. One kiss leads to another until fingers slip lower. Hazel turns onto her stomach, legs parted. Linda kneels behind her and presses her tongue to the tight ring of Hazel’s ass, savoring the warmth. Hazel moans into the sheets, pushing back for more. Linda slides a slim finger inside, then two, working the muscle open. She adds lube and lines her strap against Hazel’s entrance. A slow, steady push, and the head pops in. Hazel gasps, then sighs as Linda sinks deeper. The strap slides in and out, smooth and slick, each stroke stretching her wider. Linda’s free hand grips Hazel’s hip, thumb brushing the soft skin. Hazel’s toes curl against the mattress. When Linda speeds up, the slap of skin echoes. Hazel reaches between her legs to rub her clit in time with the thrusts. Linda leans in, biting lightly at Hazel’s shoulder as she drives deeper still. Sweat beads on their backs. The rhythm builds until Hazel’s legs tremble and she comes hard, pulsing around the strap. Linda eases out, kisses the small of her back, and they collapse together, breathless and satisfied.